To the vendor, this young man was insane, first trying to buy without money, now demanding it for free?
Who does he think he is?
“Call me grandpa? No need,” Jack Reed said with a bright smile. “You’ll give it to me for free because I said so. And if you doubt me… I’ll take two steps, cough twice, and punch you for speaking to the lady like that.”
The vendor snorted. “Punch me? She’s the one walking around with no money, batting her eyes.”
“Exactly why you deserve it,” Jack nodded.
“You’re making a fool of me!” Enraged, the vendor swung. Wind whistled from the blow—Warrior 3 Essence Fist, primary stage.
Jack tilted aside easily. As a Warrior 5 Will-Forged at the pinnacle stage, the attack was nothing.
The vendor froze, realizing this wasn’t some coinless delinquent; his cultivation w
