After finishing their snacks, they headed straight to a carriage shop.
Ahrie and Min stepped inside—leaving the slim horse outside.
"Good afternoon, young lads! Welcome to our shop!" the salesman greeted with a wide, rehearsed smile.
Ahrie and Min started browsing around, pointing at everything that looked remotely shiny or expensive.
"How about that one?" Min pointed at a sleek, comfy-looking carriage with cushioned seats and golden rims.
"Ohh, excellent choice, sir," the salesman said proudly. "That's the baseline of what nobles use for their travels."
Min nodded, arms crossed. "Uhuh… uhuh…"
He clearly didn't understand a thing, but he looked convincing enough.
WHAM!
Ahrie sighed, then smacked him on the head—
"Ouch—" Min leaned sideways dramatically, dodging the hit with a grin. "You missed!"
The carriage seller eyed them warily after the little head-smack incident.
