She stammered as she spoke, her heart raced for some inexplicable reason, and a faint blush appeared on her fair little face.
Damn!
An Yeran rubbed her temples regretfully. If she had known earlier, she wouldn't have said that much. There shouldn't have been a need to explain!
Isn't this darn kid too good at flirting?!
His hand was waved away, the young man's eyes drenched in slight dissatisfaction, but the girl did not notice.
The atmosphere between the two was a bit strange at that moment. An Yeran felt extremely awkward and very much wanted to leave, but according to Ivephia's rules, she had to wait until the first transaction was over before she could take the sailors to the inn.
When all the surrounding fishermen had exchanged for what they wanted, the transactions were finally over. An Yeran breathed a sigh of relief - finally, she could leave.
The young man behind her reached out to stop her, but she moved too quickly, he caught only air.