Ronan sneered, leaning back. "Then by all means, tell me how I've gone too far."
'The Myriad Pill Tower belongs to my master,' he thought. 'We can do as we please. It isn't for these people to tell us what to do.'
"Isn't a grand opening for customers to come and buy things? For you to set up an array like this... you're clearly endangering public safety!" the nouveau riche man declared self-righteously, as if he were speaking for everyone.
The crowd remained silent, watching the scene unfold. No one wanted to be the nail that gets hammered down, so they were content to let this man test the waters.
Hearing this, Ronan chuckled. "Well now. It seems you have trouble understanding plain language. Did you just treat what I said moments ago as nothing but a fart?"
His previously mild tone instantly dropped several degrees, sending a momentary chill through everyone present.
