The shopkeeper was momentarily stunned, and by the time he collected himself, the two had already walked away.
"Hey, wait up!" Camila called out, being pulled along by Connor.
It wasn't until Camila exclaimed in pain that Connor paused and immediately let go of her arm.
"Why did you give him money when the shopkeeper was going to gift it to me?" Camila asked, furrowing her brow.
Connor cleared his throat awkwardly, and with a hint of uncertainty, he said, "We can't be seen as taking advantage of small benefits. If he thought that people from our country all like to exploit others, that wouldn't be good."
Camila listened, her brows knitted in confusion. "But why did you give him two thousand Riyal? That’s way too much."
Connor met Camila's puzzled gaze. "Well..."
He hesitated for a few seconds before finding a suitable excuse, "It's about reciprocity, promoting friendly relations between nations." He said with a firm and strong voice.
Camila looked at Connor, clearly thinking he was making things up.
Connor felt Camila's scrutinizing gaze and awkwardly touched his nose again. "Let's head back to the hotel. Alan has sorted out the translation issue."
Camila nodded, deciding not to pursue the matter further.
The hotel wasn't far, and they walked one behind the other.
Suddenly, Camila felt a tingling on her scalp and looked up to see a swarm of locusts heading straight towards her. Her eyes widened, and she let out a sharp scream.
To dodge the locusts, she twisted her body but suddenly lost her balance and lunged towards Connor.
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