Host, Please Be Honest! What Exactly Are You?

The sun was still high up in the sky, even though it was already nighttime.

From this alone, one could tell that this period was during the summer peaks.

The traffic was still heavy, and the streets were packed with people roaming about in all directions.

And within an open space filled with several outdoor vendors, a dashing Limousine pulled up, calling the attention of the many fruit, ornament and item sellers seated around their stalls.

"Hey! Look! A wealthy customer! Damn. The car is too good-looking! It must cost millions, right?"

"Millions? Damn! If I have a car that costs that much, I'll never take it out for a drive at all! What if someone hits it?"

"Lying trough. If it's me, and someone hits it, I'll not only sue you, but also beat you senselessly! Do you know what millions are? Not hundreds, not thousands, but Millions!"

"Look! Do you think that this person wants to buy something from us?"

"That... That's impossible, right?"

"Hmph! What do you know? The other day, my cousin's sister's brother's aunt told me that a rich lady stopped by her stall the other day just to buy cashews. And even gave her a large tip later. So what's wrong with the rich buying out goods?"

....

The group all stretched their necks curiously while contemplating whether to rush towards the people within the vehicle or not.

For such rich people, no one wanted to accidentally offend them.

So each vendor kept looking around, taking a few steps back and forth, thinking of what to do.

Even the girls passing along the streets with their friends or boyfriends, couldn't help turning their attention towards the vehicle too.

Some girls were just curious, while other girls had other motives instead.

Of course, some boys also wished that the person in the vehicle could be a cute girl or even a mature good looking woman.

What? This might be their chance to get a rich person to owe them a favour, so why not calculate?

Everyone was busy watching the limousine, with some passerbys slowing down their pace pretentiously as well.

And soon, the vehicle's doors opened, with Raulin and Zhulyn stepping out first, before opening the boot to take out several items.

And at the same time, Butler Sheng calmly walked towards the stall owners, making everyone's heart drummed vigorously.

Butler Sheng's attire was very well put together, with his gloves and even his pocket watch too.

His hair was slicked back, and even his manner of walking was upright, straight and very domineering.

They saw the noble, impeccable Butler Sheng carry the demeanour of someone fully trained in a wealthy home, and couldn't help feeling overly anxious... especially the fruit seller who Butler Sheng was approaching.

The poor lady's legs turned soft and wobbly like jelly as she quickly stood up from her seat behind the stall and anxiously awaited Butler Sheng.

Oh No!

What should she do?

What should she say?

Those close by her also perked up their ears in an attempt to listen in, as if listening to some radio station.

Some also looked at the woman enviously. Maybe these rich people had fancied her watermelons?

Everyone awaited Butler Sheng curiously, wanting to know what this was all about.

The woman swallowed her saliva while staring at Butler Sheng humbly: "D-d-dear customer, can I help you?"

"Hmm...I see that you have such a large stall set up here. These 2 stalls are arranged the same. So... Can I take it that they belong to you?

The lady nodded her head in agreement, with a lot of confusion visible on her face: "Yes, customer. These 2 are mine. I work both stalls at the same time... Is... Is there any problem?"

Butler Sheng looked at her and smiled sincerely: "Hmm... Lady... How much is it to rent your stall?"

"_"

....

Thirty minutes had gone by, and everyone had finally accepted the facts before their eyes in a daze.

The lady who had been managing both stalls was the most confused of all.

Who could tell her why these wealthy people would come all the way here to rent a stall from her?

Everyone thought that they had seen a lot of ridiculous things throughout their years. But this one... this one took the cake!

The lady in question removed her fruits from the second stall and combined them with her fruits on her first stall.

Luckily, it was already late in the day and not the morning, so many of her goods had already been bought by passerbys and even those on breaks.

Thus, she found space a little easier.

Her stalls were also quite simple, making it easy for her to pack up and leave.

The lady folded the money and placed it close to her bosoms for fear that someone would steal it from her.

F***! She had never received so much money all at once.

Hell! The money she received for just renting her Stall for today was so generous that it suddenly turned her stupid.

It was as if a lot of money had fallen onto her lap from the sky for basically doing nothing.

And from what these people said, they were only going to get the stall for 3 hours today.

Of course, they also told her that in future, they might come here often to rent her stall again.

So she was very excited about the money she would also recover in the future too.

Everyone looked at the scene and felt very envious, with some regretting why they didn't have 2 stalls like that lady.

Dammit! Just look at all the money they had lost?

Many had no tears but wanted to cry.

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After the stall was acquired, Butler Sheng and Zhulyn properly cleaned it up, removing all fruit stains, and also placed a blue cloth over the booth, and even hung a signboard above it too.

Again, they also took out the foldable chairs from the boot, neatly placing them on the opposite side of the stall.

And in the meantime, Dorian finally stepped out of the vehicle while Raulin drove off to properly park it within one of the high-end hotels several streets away from here.

Everyone couldn't help looking at Dorian silently.

Finally, everyone saw the real big boss behind the scenes, and several girls were stunned by Dorian's good looks.

Too Handsome!

"Grandmaster. Please, sit."

"Hmm."

Everyone watched Butler Sheng and the rest treat Dorian with so much respect that they started to wonder what this guy's identity truly was.

But when they read the words on the signboard, they suddenly froze in place, having another image of him.

Hey. Could it be that this wealthy master was a little sick in the head, and his family would arrange for him to play like this?

The ladies all shook their heads in pity.

Divination Master?

Sigh... Who would've thought that such a handsome fellow would be mental?

Alas… The heavens were indeed fair.

...

Dorian couldn't care less about their thoughts and calmly watched the passerbys diligently.

'Host. Look! Look! That lady needs help! You need to exorcise more if you want to rank up fast.'

'Hmm...'

'Then why don't you dealing with the few things around you?'

'Noisy.'

'_'

A strange light flickered in Dorian's eyes while staring at the woman intensely.

How odd.