"Maybe because they wanted the visitors to think they have such great streets that even the vendors on the side are extravagant," Apollo commented, finishing the bread in his hand.
"Those people sure are good at pretending," Big Chub said, shaking his head.
"Do you know who the visitors are?" Apollo couldn't help but ask. For the city to make such great efforts to set up their own stall just to keep up appearances for the sake of the visitors, they must be really important.
"I don't know, but if I'm going to guess, it's probably those high and mighty officials from other cities," Big Chub said while putting the table inside the handcart. Then he started sweeping the floor.
"Officials? Makes sense," Apollo nodded, understanding what he meant.
"Makes sense?" Big Chub looked up at the beggar. "Hey, don't act like you know what I meant. Haven't you only asked for basic information since we first met?"
Hearing this caused Apollo to cough.
