"Sigh."
He let out a breath and directly threw another gold bar to the werewolf clerk, who grabbed it immediately.
Then Liu Zheng bent down in front of the werewolf clerk and picked up the one on the ground.
"Is this enough?"
He pocketed the gold bar and asked.
"Are you really sick in the head? Alright, I won't argue with a lunatic, you can leave."
The werewolf clerk bit the gold bar and then waved his claws, speaking.
"You don't actually think this gold bar is to pay for your clothes, do you?"
Liu Zheng squinted and said.
"Alright, so you're really just here to deliver something to me."
The werewolf clerk immediately struck a combat stance.
"Are you freaking deaf? Deliver, deliver, deliver my mom's ashes for you to mix into your rice!?"
He finally couldn't hold it in and cursed out loud.
"This gold bar is a bribe, to get you to sell me things. Do I really have to say it out loud for you to understand? Huh?"
