"Feige spoke again, 'You should have thought of this earlier. When I invited you to join the Guild, you refused. When I offered to buy your gathering materials, you refused to sell. Now you come crawling to me for help? Why didn't you think of this sooner? It's too late now.'"
"Feige, can't we be reasonable here? Your Guild demands half of our gathered materials, and when the linen I sell for 10 gold per stack is offered a measly 5 gold by you, how do you expect us to make a living? This is sheer extortion," a voice rang out, burning with indignation.
Feige scoffed, "Gudong, don't forget—am I taking these materials for free? Don't I have to send people to protect you? The gathering zones are contested by so many guilds. Do you really think a tiny family like yours could survive there on your own?"
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