Chapitre 63: Chapter 17 Holding Death as a Hostage_1

Xuan Yue stared at Ah Dai as he approached, and scolded, "What do you think you're doing?"

Ah Dai shot her a piercing look, repressing the anger rising in his chest, and turned to the steamed bun shop owner saying, "I'm really sorry, this is for you. Please consider the buns I took earlier as bought." He took out a handful of gold coins from the monthly allowance he had just received and crammed them into the fat owner's hand. The owner was stunned, and jumped in fright when he saw the handful of gold coins in his hand.

"Mr. Magician, a bun doesn't cost that much. Please consider it as my gift to you." Ah Dai, now cloaked in a magic robe with Tian Gang Sword on his back, was still unrecognizable to the owner. Being a commoner, he wouldn't dare offend a magician.

Ah Dai lifted his hood and said, "Uncle, it's me. Please accept it."

The shop owner gasped in surprise, exclaiming "Ah! You, Ah Dai, when did you become a magician?"