They Hated Me in My First Life, But Now I Have the Love System

Chapter 294: A Very Sharp Limit Chapter 294: A Very Sharp Limit “Could you accept this just for now?

Exchange it later?” But the moment the words left his mouth, he regretted them.

The seller’s face twisted into a deep frown.

He leaned slightly over the counter, his irritation barely contained.

“No, sir,” he replied coldly.

“This is a market, not a charity house.

I do not have time, or reason, to do favors like that.” His eyes narrowed as he looked Abuchi over again, from his clean clothes to his neatly kept hair.

Looks like he is from a rich family, the man thought bitterly.

One of those people who thinks everyone else is beneath them.

That shopkeepers should be grateful just to serve them.

He was not the only one thinking that.

The man behind Abuchi folded his arms with a scoff.

“These spoiled kids,” he muttered to the woman beside him.

“They think they’re better than the rest of us.

Like the world should just bend for them.” Others in line, having pieced together what was happening, nodded subtly in agreement.

Some shook their heads.

A few even laughed under their breath.

The silent judgment in the air was so thick, it might as well have been shouted.

Abuchi felt the heat rise to his face again.

His chest tightened.

This… is so humiliating.

He had no intention of looking anyone in the eye anymore.

Every second he stood there, he could feel the dignity draining out of him.

He had escaped from Obinna’s men, dodged threats, masked his identity… and here he was, brought low not by a battle or a plot, but by currency.

Great.

The mighty prince defeated by pocket money.

And still, no one from his team had come to help him.

He glanced back toward them, but they were still chatting, laughing softly about something he couldn’t hear.

Not even a single glance in his direction.

isn’t your father’s house,” the man behind him snapped, voice now sharp and unforgiving, nothing like the forced politeness

have exchanged your

sliced through the air like a knife, and it hit Abuchi

thought, a lump

course it’s

thought of

I should’ve been prepared.

bit back the frustration rising inside

was no point in

he bowed his head slightly

understand, sir,” he

first time

to do

really need these

currency now, and I’ll even pay you more for

worth

It was a

More than fair, even.

begging, and still trying to

And it was true.

the exchange

struggling fifth

was a glittering gem among the great powers of the

relatives who would kill for a chance to work even as a cleaner

yes, they knew what that

single one

the silence

No one stepped forward.

Not one.

Some shifted uncomfortably.

Some looked away.

others simply stared at him, bitter resentment

has that

Just like that?

he’s standing here like he’s

“help”

We know your type.

aloud, but Abuchi could feel them all

The distance.

The judgment.

The disgust.

rude, but because he reminded them of what they

voice that

“Tch.

with money.” It was the same man behind him, only now he wasn’t bothering with

was loud, his anger thick and

“So lazy.

even do

daddy’s servants if you’re this helpless.” The crowd buzzed with

A few chuckled.