Two hours later, something came from the downstairs.

Kasha took Kahn's paws away, stood up and sorted out the spread clothes, allowing it to stick to her body.

On the other side, Kahn had walked away from the bed, quietly opened a crack in the door, and observed it secretly.

Kasha leaned over and pinched his neck, expressing her dissatisfaction.

"What? It hurts you?" Kahn turned to look at her.

Kasha glanced at him and said nothing.

"That's why I didn't say thank you?"

Kasha followed his words and said thank you after being intimate. No matter how she thought about it, she felt very strange.

"Nothing, I just want to pinch it back."

Without continuing the shameless topic with Kahn, he leaned his head against the door, Kahsha saw two Vastalians walking into the inn.

They were not Xialuo, but people from the Flota tribe. These Vastayas did not deliberately disguise, and the two bulging bone plates behind their shoulders could be clearly seen.

"Hey, let's find someone."

The shopkeeper was a white-browed old man wearing a goose-fleece cloak. He had a stern face and a cold expression. He looked up at them and said coldly: "Order the food first and then ask."

"We will leave when we ask someone to discuss business, without delaying things."

"I said, order the dishes first and then ask. This is the rule here." The old man repeated sternly, and the guests in the lobby looked over.

The two Vastayas were obviously scared and couldn't speak for a long time. It was probably the first time they saw such a fierce boss.

They were not allowed to look at the menu on the wall and then couldn't help but show a disgusting expression. Obviously there was a reason they didn't order dishes, and the traditional Vastaya and human recipes were huge.

Finally, the two ordered a bottle of ale and finally pried the shopkeeper's mouth.

The two of them communicated with the shopkeeper for a while, and then they heard the latter calling out a name. Soon, there was a movement in the room next to Kahn. Accompanied by a burst of rapid footsteps, the door of the next door was opened.

Kahn immediately closed the door and turned to look at Kasha. The latter looked surprised and realized that the merchant from Kashuli lived next door.

When the merchant arrived at the lobby, he pushed the door open a crack again.

"What's wrong with the shopkeeper? Today, your store is doing well, and several groups of people have come." The businessman leaned against the counter and asked.

"Someone asked you to discuss business."

He pointed to the two Flota people sitting on the table, and there was no sadness and joy on his face. It seemed that in his eyes, no one would delay his making money, as long as the other party could abide by the rules.

The merchant looked at the two Vastayas, was stunned for a moment, and hid his hand on the counter in his coat and then sat on their table.

"You two ask me to buy something? Hehe, I have all the good things that I can't buy on the market."

The Vastaya looked around and asked in a low voice: "I heard you sell explosives here?"

"There is, there is, but the price is......" The merchant wanted to say something but stopped, and his intention was obvious.

"Give things, we have money." The Vastaya just wanted to finish the business and leave here quickly. They hurriedly took out coins and spread them on the table.

The businessman's eyes widened and he almost fell on the table.

"Don't reveal money, put it away quickly." He reached out and put the coins into a pile, as if he was kind to remind him, but he secretly took away a few of them hidden in his sleeves, and was not noticed by the Vastalians.

"I'll go back to get the goods, you guys wait." Then he got up and went back to the room, and Kahn immediately closed the door.

"It seems that these Vastaya don't understand the worldly ways." Kahn leaned against the door and turned around and said to Kasha.

"The businessman is not honest. I am afraid that the businessman will sell the fake goods to them and then be seen by Xia Luo."

Kasha's concerns make sense. Although their purpose is to mix explosives, before that, Xia Luo has to think that things are real.

Once they are found to have fakes in advance, they will cancel the plan. Once the plan is changed, who knows what will happen?

"That's right." Kahn nodded in agreement: "The opportunity is here, Kasha, you go next door now, make sure that the merchant will sell the explosives to the Vastaya."

Kasha was stunned for a moment. She had just had the idea when Kahn had already come up with a solution.

"Is any method possible?"

"Just scare him and inspect the goods again."

"I understand." Kasha nodded, took off her coat, let her skin nails cover her body, and then disappeared out of thin air.

I saw a rippling ripples in the air, and Kasha had quietly entered the next room.

Kasha looked around and happened to see the merchant taking out a package from under the bed. She walked over and stepped on the vendor's hand. The sharp bulge of his skin nails made him scream in pain.

Kasha strangled his throat, and the latter showed a terrified expression. He clearly saw nothing, but he felt that someone was by his side.

This is also the reason why Kahn didn't do it himself. He could also penetrate the wall, but he could not hide, and would show his void skin armor to the other party. And Kahsha would not have such concerns.

"Shut up, and you will never be able to scream." Kasha shouted in a deep voice.

Listening to the hoarse voice that seemed to come from the void, the merchant nodded in horror. He had already realized how dangerous his situation was. His life was important, and he agreed to any request first.

"Is this the explosive you stole from the Kashuli Arsenal?" Kasha moved her feet away from the other party's wrist and gently touched the package on the ground.

"No, this is just a pack of fireworks..." the businessman replied tremblingly.

"Where is the explosives? Don't tell me you don't have one."

"Yes, yes, yes..." He quickly pulled out another identical package from under the bed.

"Show me the proof."

The businessman trembled and stretched out his hand that was trampled with blood marks, opened the package and pinched out a small pinch of black powder, placed it on the floor and lit it with a match.

Only the sound of "pop" was heard, a small ball of scorching flame exploded, and disappeared in a blink of an eye, leaving only traces of burnt black.

This is undoubtedly strong gunpowder. Kasha saw Sarah use this kind of thing to make gun medicine in Bilgewater.

"Please hold it up and sell the explosives to those two Vastayas. If I find out that you dare to make a fake, just wait to be made into a human-meat bomb."

Kasha sternly said, frightening the merchant so much that he knelt down and begged for mercy.

"Good heroine, please let me go, I will never dare to steal anything again!"

She kicked him again and told him to crawl quickly.

"Go down to complete the transaction and cover up the wound on your hands. Don't expose it, otherwise you will have money and life."

Finally, the businessman wiped away his tears and hurriedly left the house.
Chapter completed!