Lin Li left without hesitation, not lingering at all.
Completely baffling.
Do they really think they're some kind of godlike clients?
The commanding tone didn't sit well with Lin Li, so he blew up; it's that simple.
There's no need to overanalyze the situation. If young people don't have their tempers, what are they?
Admittedly, trading twenty grams of gold for moving a hundred bars of chocolate would be profitable and risk-free in reality, normally leading to fierce competition until there's no profit left. But now, both parties are in a post-apocalyptic world; are we still calculating like that?
You dropped your Gold Coin, pick it up.
In this world, gold is just trash. No kidding, just the box of food I gave Ye Jing could be exchanged for a hundred pounds of gold, and it wouldn't be over the top.
I didn't demand that; it's already Master Lin not wanting to see the suffering of mankind.
