Offer

The few people next to Merilyn tried to get physical after hearing Ning's words, but Merilyn stopped them.

She turned around and looked at the man whose turn was supposed to be next and asked, "Do you mind if we slip in here?" 

The man shook his head before he even understand what the words coming out of Merilyn's mouth meant.

"Thank you," Merilyn said and then turned to the other people behind the man and asked, "do anyone of you have any problems with us slipping into this line?" 

Not a single voice of opposition could be heard from the people behind her.

Ning smirked in response seeing how well respected these actual frauds were.

"Very well. Since there are 6 of you, give me 12 gols and go that way," Ning said while keeping the smirk on his face.

"We are not here to buy your scroll," Merilyn said.