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"Fellow villagers!" Lin Xiaofan strode to the center of the crowd. "This heartless merchant is raising prices during a disaster. Shouldn't we scold him?!"
The Grain Merchant's expression darkened. "Who let this beggar in? Get lost!"
"Hey now!" Lin Xiaofan immediately activated the Dialect Insult Manual, unleashing a torrent of authentic Sichuan dialect. "You little brat, did your head grow a bump or did your backside get infected? The price of rice is rising faster than a firecracker! Is your ancestral grave smoking?"
The crowd was taken aback for a moment before bursting into laughter.
The Grain Merchant's face turned crimson with anger. "You... you..."
"What about me?" Lin Xiaofan placed his hands on his hips and continued his tirade. "Look at you, looking like a bloated steamed bun, full of bad intentions! Do you even have any integrity in business? Does your mother know you're out here embarrassing yourself?"
[Ding! Gained crowd's emotional value, points +15!]
Someone in the crowd shouted, "Well said! This scoundrel added sand to the rice yesterday!"
Lin Xiaofan grew even more spirited. "Listen up! The villagers have sharp eyes! You’re just a shameless cheat, running a business without any morals. Do you believe I can show you what a social beatdown looks like at the speed of Sichuan face-changing?"
The Grain Merchant, humiliated and furious, grabbed a scale rod to strike him. Lin Xiaofan nimbly dodged and continued his verbal assault. "Oh come on, can’t argue so you resort to violence? Your IQ must be inversely proportional to your weight, huh? It’s fine if your head is empty, but just don’t let it fill with water!"
[Ding! Points +20! Unlocked new skill: Group Taunt (Beginner)!]
More and more onlookers gathered, some even started throwing rotten vegetable leaves at the Grain Merchant. Seeing that the moment was right, Lin Xiaofan shifted his tone. "Fellow villagers, let’s not waste our energy on this heartless scoundrel! I know the owner of Nan Cheng Li Ji Grain Shop; their rice prices are fair. Let me take you there!"
The crowd surged towards Nan Cheng, with Lin Xiaofan leading the way, secretly delighted: not only could he earn points, but he could also direct traffic to a conscientious merchant—killing two birds with one stone!
Suddenly, he felt a chill run down his spine—there was murderous intent!
In the blink of an eye, a burly man who had been watching from the sidelines drew a dagger and lunged at Lin Xiaofan's back!
"Watch out!"
At that critical moment, a limping figure suddenly pushed Lin Xiaofan aside. Upon closer inspection, it was the beggar who had told stories in the ruined temple last night!
"It’s you?" Lin Xiaofan gasped in shock.
The beggar didn’t reply but pulled him into an alley. After winding through several turns to shake off their pursuers, he whispered, "The princess asked me to tell you—'The accounts at Spice Shop are off.'"
Lin Xiaofan's heart raced. "Is the princess okay? What about those spices..."
"Shh—" The beggar glanced around cautiously and pulled out half a hard biscuit from his pocket, handing it to him. "Come find me at City God Temple tonight." With that, he vanished into the depths of the alley.
That night, Lin Xiaofan arrived at City God Temple as promised. Pushing open the creaking door revealed a shocking sight—over a dozen ragged beggars sat in a circle around a tattered map of the capital city, densely marked with various symbols.
"The Young Master Lin has arrived," the limping beggar emerged from the shadows. "These are my brothers who share meals with me, always keeping an eye on the movements of the various estates."
Lin Xiaofan suddenly understood. "You are..."
"The intelligence network secretly organized by the princess," the beggar grinned, revealing a toothless grin. "I am an old informant of the Sparrow Feather Division, code name 'Mole.'"
As he spoke, he pulled out a tattered ledger from beneath the statue's base. "This is what we found in the trash heap behind the Crown Prince's Mansion."
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