"Eh?"
Qiong Xing was still smiling gently, but something about the way he prompted him sent a cold sensation down his back.
"Roland, I trusted you quite a bit, you know."
"S-sorry!"
Rolamd immediately bowed his head.
Those around them were startled, but he was too flustered for anything else to matter, and cold sweat would not stop running down his back.
"As a merchant, it is understandable that you think in terms of profit and loss at all times, but I would be grateful if you understood that there are times when that is not appreciated. Merchants also need trust, don't they?"
"Yes. I am truly sorry."
The reason he had recommended his own slave was not solely out of concern.
More than half of it was for his own benefit and realizing that he had been seen through was frightening.
"It would be impossible for you to simply hand over someone you have raised all this time just out of concern, wouldn't it?"
That was correct.
