The shopkeeper laughed dryly and said in a negotiating tone, "Young Masters, I have two dogs in the backyard. Should I bring them in to clean the food on the floor?"
The guard slapped the shopkeeper's chest twice. He raised his eyebrows and said coldly, "Didn't you say just now that you would definitely do what you could?"
The shopkeeper was forced to step back a couple of steps by the guard's slaps. In his mind, he cursed the foreigners a few times, but on the surface, he maintained a smiling face and said, "Young Master, our shop assistant is also a human. This request has exceeded his ability. Can you change it?"
"Change?" The guard looked arrogant. "Then why don't you do it?"
The shopkeeper's expression froze. "Young Master…"
"I think licking the floor is more suitable for you guys!" Fan Yuru descended the stairs, a young girl in a red and white dress, a blend of simplicity and boldness that showcased her understated yet fearless personality.