After all, looking at the current situation, only drawing lots offers a glimmer of hope.
Only by drawing lots can he have a chance to obtain this fine wine.
Yet, these people outright refuse—how can he not be anxious?
At this moment, not a single person around him is someone he can afford to offend.
To put it bluntly, each one would crush him, leaving him standing there in deep worry.
As for rebutting those stewards' words?
He daren't do that either.
After all, he holds little sway, and if he truly opposed the stewards now, it's likely he'd face dire consequences.
Someone might seize this chance to strip him of his position entirely.
As a mere Centurion, let alone losing his office, the possibility of his home being destroyed and his family ruined isn't unimaginable.
Perhaps this sounds severe, and surely no one would go that far, but the truth is quite the opposite, especially in ancient society.
