"Change of plans. There won't be five carts. It will be fifteen carts."
The Oldman's declaration made the surrounding people roar.
"What!" Arlo and Hilde both exclaimed in shock.
The Oldman raised his hands to silence everyone, but the crowd kept shouting.
"SILENCE!"
A roaring command from the Oldman made the entire crowd fall silent, as if they had stopped existing.
Except for two people who faced bigger pressure and threats, demanding an answer.
"Hey! That's not the condition we agreed upon. You said five carts," Arlo protested.
The Oldman sighed, "You guys always ruin my moment."
'What is he talking about?' Arlo pondered.
The Oldman took a royal bow before Arlo and Hilde, startling everyone. Suddenly, Ira grabbed the Oldman by his shoulder and pulled him back.
"Grandfather, what are you doing? How can you bow to these low-lives?" Ira raged.
