Everyone at the campsite looked at one another in confusion.
What kind of f*cking twist is that?
They were already starting to guess what kind of show Milo was going to put on this time. However, they were utterly stunned by the sudden twist.
A hardtack biscuit would be enough to fulfill their daily intake of energy. This was definitely a good offer since they would not even have to pay for it. But it was way too nonsensical to request them to put on a performance.
Marvin looked at Milo. “Do you really think we’ll throw away our pride for a little bit of food?”
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