But sometimes, one must show their sharpness.
For example: this moment.
"I have five hundred Gold Notes here, is that enough?"
The young man asked the small old man, his hand unconsciously resting on the sword hilt.
"Enough."
Glancing at the sword in the other's hand, the small old man nodded.
Then, his gaze turned to the strong man.
"I'll also offer five hundred Gold Notes."
The strong man gritted his teeth and said.
It was obvious that this number wasn't a small amount for the strong man in front of him, but in order to have one less competitor, he had to offer it.
"Alright."
It's settled then.
You bring out the Gold Notes, and I, the old man, will leave.
We shall never meet again."
The small old man nodded again, speaking very straightforwardly.
Then, he raised his hand to pick up the pipe, poured some tobacco from the pouch into the pipe bowl, and lit it with the candle flame just like that.
