Returning to the Myriad of Techniques

"W-Why are you on the floor?" Yuan asked the manager in a dumbfounded voice.

"Please, Young Master, have mercy! Even if you take out so many black horns, my store cannot afford all of them!" The manager said in a crying voice.

"Ehh…" Yuan was speechless.

This is the reason why he kowtowed to them? Can't he simply tell them that they didn't have enough money?

"That's fine. How much can you buy?"

The manager lifted his head and asked in a dumbfounded voice, "Y-You're willing to forgive me?"

"Yes?" Yuan said.

The manager then stood up and said, "A-About 100 horns is the most I can afford."

"That's fine."

"Thank you, Young Master! Please give me a minute to prepare the money!"

About ten minutes later, the manager returned with a thousand gold coins in his hands.

"Here you go, Young Master."

After accepting the money, Yuan handed it to Yu Rou.

"Shall we leave now?"

Yu Rou nodded.