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A cruel smile appeared on the girl's face: "I am Lillian, the sixth princess, daughter of the great conqueror Lionel Azelia, the daughter of Storm King Azelia VIII."

"A princess? A royal princess?!" "What's Her Highness doing here?" "No wonder... even Butler Fred didn't dare speak." "The caravan is finished! Utterly finished!"

The crowd erupted in chaos.

Chi Que also looked at the other party with astonishment. A princess? The other party was that mysterious princess?

He realized something.

The fact that the Demon Kingdom has no princess doesn't mean that the previous White Azalea Kingdom didn't have one! That makes sense.

But he doesn't seem to have any extraordinary power?

Perhaps they're hiding their true strength?

With doubts in his mind, he continued to observe.

Shock, awe, fear, schadenfreude... countless complex emotions surged among the crowd. The guards instinctively straightened their backs, but the steward's face turned even more ashen.

The caravan leader, kneeling on the ground, was deathly pale. He opened his mouth, trying to say something, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't utter a single word.

Lillian seemed quite pleased with the effect of her words. She glanced around at the silent crowd, the mockery on her face fading away, replaced by a gentle and composed demeanor.

She clapped her hands lightly, her voice clear and melodious: "Gentlemen, there's no need to be so formal. I'm not here on official business; I'm just visiting at the Duchess's invitation for a few days."

Once these words were spoken, the tense atmosphere immediately eased considerably, and many people breathed a sigh of relief.

They almost thought they were going to get caught up in the royal family and the duke's scandal.

On the outskirts of the crowd, Chi Que's lips twitched slightly.

Ghosts believe.

He selectively forgot that he had just been mentally criticizing Lillian as "big-breasted and brainless".

However, the current situation is quite unfavorable for him.

Since the princess is unwilling to play the villain, the steward, the only person in charge, will never agree to the caravan's request to pay taxes. As a result, the Moon Tear Lemon Tree may be confiscated.

"This is bad..." Chi Que shook his head inwardly. Should he take a little risk?

Fred's face was tense as he gripped his cane tightly, eager to arrest the caravan on charges of stealing the lord's property.

But with the princess by his side, he dared not offend royal authority.

Of course, he would never agree to such a lenient solution as tax deduction in kind.

Seeing the steward's gloomy face, driven by a survival instinct, the caravan leader suddenly looked up and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Buy! Who wants to buy! This tree! Buy it! We're willing to sell it at a low price!"

If, if, someone can buy it... they might still have a chance. If someone is willing to pay a price, the Moon Tear Lemon Tree can be transformed from a priceless treasure into a quantifiable commodity.

With the princess here, even if someone actually buys it, even Fred wouldn't dare say anything.

However, all that responded to him was deathly silence, and countless gazes that were either contemptuous, angry, or gloating.

The local residents hated their actions to the core, so how could they possibly offer any help? The nobles, on the other hand, were wary of the steward and the princess.

Nobody wants to invite bad luck at this time.

Ke Lei lowered her head and remained silent.

Vincent considered it for a moment, then ultimately abandoned the tempting idea. It was indeed a good deal, but he valued his life more. He smiled and looked at Chi Que: "It seems this caravan is finished."

However, he saw that Chi Que took a few steps forward.

"I'll buy it."

All eyes immediately turned to the source of the sound, namely Chi Que, who had stepped forward.

Ke Lei also raised her head instantly, something appearing in her eyes.

The butler immediately identified Chi Que, knowing that he was the owner of a newly opened restaurant in the city and seemed to have gained some fame recently.

However, to my surprise, it turned out to be an arrogant and ignorant guy who jumped out to cause trouble at this time.

This is practically a challenge to the lord's authority.

Vincent was utterly terrified. He tugged at Chi Que's sleeve, his voice trembling, "Manager...you...you're..."

Even Princess Liliane watched the young man who suddenly stood up with great interest.

Chi Que ignored all the gazes, walked up to the caravan, and glanced at the white lemons that exuded a refreshing scent: "I'll only buy these lemons, all the lemons from the whole tree, I'll take them all."

The crowd erupted in uproar!

"He actually dared to buy it?!" "Offending the Duchess for a few lemons?" "Who is he?! I think he's got a death wish!"

The caravan leader, as if grasping at a lifeline, was so excited he was almost incoherent: "Good! Good! My esteemed sir! You...you really are...these lemons...you can give me whatever you like!"

The steward's face darkened further. He wished he could immediately order the arrest of this reckless shopkeeper and the caravan. However, as mentioned before, the princess was watching from the side.

Moreover, even if they bought the lemons and the tree, the money they received would be far from enough to pay the taxes, and they would still be arrested and have all their goods and possessions confiscated.

Weighing the pros and cons in a very short time, the butler forced out a cold snort, not saying anything to stop him, but the disgust in his eyes did not lessen in the slightest, he just forcibly turned it into ignoring it.

"Deal." Chi nodded, took out a small bag, and waved it in front of the leader. There was no clinking of coins, which made him even more relieved.

However, Chi Que did not complete the transaction immediately. Instead, he glanced at the crowd of onlookers and said loudly, "Gentlemen, I am not buying these Moon Tear Lemons today to keep them for myself."

He paused, then continued loudly, "I will use these lemons to make a special lemonade, which will be available for free to any local resident in front of my food stall tomorrow."

These words caused an uproar in the room!

Local residents, who were initially dissatisfied and even angry about Chi Que's purchase, were suddenly stunned by this unexpected turn of events.

Using such precious Moon Tear Lemons to make drinks, and then distributing them for free? This is simply an unprecedented act of kindness!

The butler's tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly. This action undoubtedly greatly appeased the public, and he had no grounds for criticism.

However, the caravan leader had no time to pay attention to the shopkeeper's good deed; instead, he stared longingly at the small bag in the shopkeeper's hand.

"This is enough to pay for the lemons, and even far more than their price. Take it." Chi Que tossed the small bag over.

The leader hurriedly took it, but immediately realized something was wrong, and his face turned even paler.

He carefully opened the bag, praying silently that it wasn't what he thought.

Then he saw what was in the bag.