"Are you selling it or not, bro? I'm open to any price."
Velen stared intensely at the rabbit, his eyes locking on so hard that the poor creature began to feel creeped out.
"Karos, my boy! Save me! I swear this guy really wants to throw me into a stew!"
Karos quickly spoke up, "Velen, my man, this rabbit pet and I have been through thick and thin. We're bonded, emotionally inseparable—I just can't let it go. I really can't sell it."
Sigh…
Velen let out a disappointed sigh. He'd thought this would be an easy way to trigger another glorious tycoon-level spending spree. But now? Seemed like a lost opportunity.
"You've got to be kidding me!"
Seeing Velen's genuinely disappointed expression, the rabbit exploded in outrage.
"Not only did he decide not to stew me—he's actually disappointed about it!"
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?!"
The powerful soul residing within the rabbit's body was on the verge of losing its mind.
