Chapter 2811: At Worst, I’ll Pay Original Soul Stones
Chapter 2811: Chapter 2811: At Worst, I’ll Pay Original Soul Stones
"Everyone, stop arguing. This is the Battle Cloud Camp, don’t embarrass our camp."
"Exactly, we’re on someone else’s territory, nothing worth arguing about. Let’s all take a step back, just make friends." Two men holding the person back advised.
"Step back my ass, didn’t you see he threw my stuff away? It’s not your stuff anyway, right?" The man in purple, furious, jumped in anger, wanting to kick since he couldn’t hit anyone.
But the two holding him wouldn’t let him succeed and dragged him further away.
They were holding this person not because they were particularly familiar with the man in white, but because, frankly, it was the man in purple who was at fault.
The man in white had arrived early, made the bed, and placed his belongings under the bed well in advance.
But as soon as the man in purple arrived, he threw the other’s belongings onto another empty bed without even asking for permission, and when the man in white came to ask, he arrogantly declared he wanted that bed and told the man in white to find another spot.
They were spoiled and arrogant, but they knew that, under other people’s watchful eyes, they had to restrain their temper a bit.
They had high status, and among them, who wasn’t second to none in their own plane? No need to look down on anyone.
"Little Bai, these are your things. Put them away."
Another man in a blue brocade robe returned the belongings to the man in white.
"Thank you."
Little Bai thanked him, took his belongings, placed them on the bed he initially selected, and began making the bed.
"Damn it, you bastard, that’s my bed, who let you put your things there, you *#￥%..."
The man in purple, seeing Little Bai put his things back after discarding his own, started cursing furiously, each curse different from the last.
The people listening twitched their eyelids.
How unfortunate for them to have to share a tent with such a fool, and for a whole month, too?
Before coming to the Battle Cloud Camp, they were repeatedly told not to act too arrogant here, that nobody would accommodate their whims since they were on someone else’s turf, and tantrums wouldn’t help.
"Enough, Yann Yu, if you don’t want to stay, get out, don’t cause trouble here!"
Finally, someone who couldn’t stand the man in purple’s rogue-like cursing, a man packing his things in the corner, shouted at him.
He had come along with Yann Yu, both from the same plane but not the same country.
Initially, he didn’t want to deal with this clueless person, but they were from the same plane, Yann Yu losing face meant he lost face, too.
"We’re late. It’s good enough to find a bed to sleep on. There’s no room for choice. If you want a nice spot, go back to your own camp!"
"I..."
Yann Yu opened his mouth as he heard those words.
What would he do going back, get killed by those bastards? He wasn’t going back.
But he had already gathered up the bed, and this guy called Little Bai wouldn’t give him even a bit of face, making it so awkward and embarrassing, can’t you see?
At this moment, no one came to mediate, instead, he was getting scolded, what was he supposed to do?
"I just want to sleep on this bed, so what? It’s just a bed. At worst, I’ll pay with Original Soul Stones, or do you want an inner core?"