"Let's talk business. How about making money together?"
"Huff..."
The waitress forcefully yanked her arm free, surprising even the big shot with her strength.
"I'm the owner. If you have something to say, say it."
The big shot: "....."
The three others watched the big shot and giggled behind their hands as if watching a joke.
The big shot remained unfazed, not caring about their mockery. He was well used to it.
"I'll provide the goods, and you sell them here. How about a seventy-thirty profit split?"
"...."
The store owner squinted at the fearless Mercenary, wondering if he knew that all the drinking water and food in Dog Town were smuggled in through the Cleaner's channels?
Though the Cleaner didn't dabble in this business, they still took a cut.
Just these few people think they can cut into Dog Town's water supply?
Forget it, let these idiots go get themselves killed.
At least she wouldn't risk exposing herself.
