Chapter 13: The man was fired by his boss because he was too handsome

"Stop talking and let's eat." Baku bared his teeth and chewed the piece of black bread with a crunching sound.

Levi thought about it, broke the sandwich in half, and returned half to him.

Baku didn't say much this time.

He also broke off a piece of brown bread and returned it, then carefully picked up half of the meat and egg sandwich, squinted his eyes and sniffed it, then put it into his mouth in small bites.

Then he was like an old smoker who was smoking rings, feeling so comfortable that air was coming out of his nose and he kept humming.

The skin on both sides of my cheeks seemed to have been injected with sheep placenta, and it felt like they had been injected with sheep placenta.

This made Levi hungry.

Then he took the sandwich half and took a big bite -

Damn, even the ham can go bad!

Kog'Maw is so fucking terrible after eating it!

Li Wei cursed the old lady who was a profiteer in his heart, but he still finished eating without leaving a single bite.

"Baku, I'm leaving first." He stood up, brushed the dust off his butt, and wanted to go home first.

But Levi didn't leave.

Not because Baku kept him.

Instead, as soon as he stood up, he ran into a fat man with a smirk on his face.

This fat man has a rare amount of fat among the people of Zaun, but he has a head of rooster-like green hair in a very Zaun style.

You have to know that no matter how flamboyant the apprentices' hairstyles are in their hometown of Zaun, after coming to Piltover, they will consciously or unconsciously change their hairstyles to ordinary short hair in order to blend into the environment here.

But this fat guy still deliberately kept the green hair of the Zaun people. His arms, which were thicker than pig legs, were tattooed with the tattoos popular in Zaun, but the pattern was rather special, a ferocious mechanical iron fist.

Of course, he dressed like this not to make his fellow Zuan people look friendly, but to make people scared.

“You, you…” Baku was so scared when he saw the fat man’s face that he shrank back and dared not speak: “Boss Aubrey, why are you here?”

Fatty Aubrey is the younger brother of "Iron Fist" Avery, the leader of the Iron Fist Gang, the largest Zaun gang in Piltover. The two brothers have long been notorious and infamous in the circle of Zaun apprentices.

Of course Levi knew him too.

Because the original owner owed high-interest loans, which were borrowed from this fat man.

"Levi, what a coincidence..." Fatty Aubrey laughed evilly: "I came here to look for you yesterday but couldn't find you. I thought you had already escaped back to Zaun!"

"It seems you haven't run away yet... Why, do you have the money to pay the debt now?"

He looked down at Levi and pressed his shoulders, making the air tense in an instant.

"Boss Aubrey..." Baku summoned up his courage and tried to ease the atmosphere: "It's just a small amount of money, why bother you to come out in person? Levi..."

"Get lost! Do you have the right to speak here?!"

Baku quickly closed his mouth and retreated to the side timidly.

When the apprentices around saw this scene, they spontaneously formed a large circle and watched, but did not dare to get close.

"Levi." Then the fat man Aubrey sneered at him: "The deadline I gave you has long passed. Tell me, do you have the money to pay me back now?"

Of course no money.

Li Wei subconsciously tightened his purse, which contained his next month's salary. This money was barely enough to pay the rent.

As for the high-interest loan he borrowed from Aubrey, the interest had already been compounded and compounded, and he could never pay it back even by working part-time for the rest of his life.

"Can you give me a few more days?" Levi was helpless.

The starting point left by the original owner was simply hellish. He had many ideas to make money, but the hammer of reality kept hitting him, not even giving him time to make money.

"You must be joking. I can't possibly extend the time limit any further!"

"Since you don't have the money to pay back, then... hehe."

A pauper, what else can I sell for money?

That would be a lot to sell.

And Aubrey and the Iron Fist Gang behind him always have various ways to turn a living person into a whole or into pieces and sell them for cash.

This is why the Zaun apprentices are most afraid of these fellow villagers.

"Levi, Levi..." Aubrey sneered, "It's only natural to pay back your debts."

"You don't want your sister to not be able to finish college in Piltover, do you?"

"You dare to touch my sister?!" Levi's eyes turned cold instantly.

"Who the hell would want your sister! There are so many Zaun girls out for sale, how much can she be worth! Now in Piltover, you can pass by 4 or 5 Zaun brothels on one street, she can't be sold for a good price!"

"It's you who—"

Aubrey looked Levi up and down as if he were looking at a commodity:

"You are a rare talent, and you have great potential for development."

Levi: “…”

"How about it? I advise you to do it honestly."

"Rich ladies in Piltover are all very rich now, and there are few good products willing to do this business. Not only are the prices ridiculously high, but you have to queue up to make an appointment."

Aubrey was actually very interested in analyzing the blue ocean market and studying the industry ecology with Levi.

"Let me package and train you. Not only can you pay back the money, but you can also sleep with those high-ranking ladies every day."

"The Midalda family knows, right? Even they come to order services... If you work hard with me and serve them well, you might even become a 'noble master' of Noxus in the future."

“……”Levi remained silent.

"Why, you still don't want to?"

The fat face suddenly became gloomy again.

But Levi still didn't answer. He just glanced at Fatty Aubrey, looked around, and asked:

"You came here alone?"

"Yeah." Aubrey responded subconsciously: "Why?"

"Nothing, just..."

Levi picked up the half piece of black bread that looked like a tank armor and smashed it on his head:

"Fuck you!"

…

Across the street, Erwin's house.

Seraphine walked to the window stupidly and opened the curtains like a madman.

Outside the window was a wide road, and across the road were a bunch of breakfast stalls emitting a smoky smell, and a group of Zaun apprentices who were either squatting or standing, busy with their breakfast.

"That song is over there..."

"Hey, why can't you hear me again?"

Seraphine still couldn't control her abilities. The sound that was audible just now suddenly disappeared.

Normally, this would be a relief for her.

But this time, she couldn't hear the soul music and she felt like a fish out of water, so anxious that she couldn't breathe.

"I've never heard that song before!"

Seraphine leaned against the window, sighing in frustration.

She looked hard across the street, as if trying to find the wonderful person whose soul could sing among those ant-like workers.

“Alright, alright…” The confused Mr. Erwin finally came forward and patted his daughter on the shoulder: “Seraphone, come back for dinner.”

"Don't look at it, there's nothing to see... just a bunch of apprentices. If you want to see it, I'll get them to line up and show it to you later!"

"No, that's different!"

Seraphine looked out the window stubbornly:

"There's a fellow among them whose soul can sing."

"That's a piece of music I've never heard before... a wonderful piece of music!"

"Oh..." The Erwins looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly.

Their precious daughter has started to suffer from the bad habits of those artists again.

"Isn't it just a song..."

"What a good song the people of Zaun can compose!"

“But Dad, aren’t you and Mom also from Zaun?” Seraphine pouted, “I am also half Zaun, don’t I understand music too?”

"Nonsense!" Mr. Erwin replied firmly: "Nini, you are not half Zaun. You were born in Piltover and have nothing to do with that broken place Zaun!"

"Your mother and I went through so much trouble to have you born here, just to prevent you from being burdened by the name of a 'Zuan person' for most of your life like us!"

"I..." Seraphine always felt something was wrong.

But it seems like there’s nothing worth thinking about.

Rather than discussing these trivial matters, she was more concerned about the song of which she had only heard a few fragments.

Unfortunately, she is still unable to control the activation of her abilities freely.

Now when I want to listen, I can’t hear it.

Can only watch.

But what can you see?

All I could see was a group of greasy and sloppy workers, and...the fun they were watching?

As she watched, Seraphine unknowingly gave up her seemingly hopeless search and joined in the fun:

There were two men surrounded by a crowd.

One is a fat man with green hair and a cockscomb, and the other is a young man with black hair and black eyes, wearing work clothes.

“Is that also our family’s worker?”

Seraphine looked at her father with a little curiosity.

Mr. Irving followed and looked from a distance, vaguely seeing the faces of the two men. Especially after recognizing the identity of the fat man, his expression suddenly became a little annoyed.

But he still answered his daughter very gently: "Yes, that is our family worker."

"What's his name?"

"Levi." Erwin answered subconsciously.

Then he suddenly felt something was wrong: "Wait... Nini, why are you asking his name?"

"I just wanted to ask..."

Seraphine held her cheek with one hand and crossed her legs in boredom by the window:

"Levi... Really? Dad, can I meet this person later?"

"I feel like if I look at him, I'll be more inspired when writing love songs."

Erwin: “…”

The good boss's expression changed instantly:

"No! You can't see him!"

"Why? Isn't he our family's worker?"