Black Whirlwind: Let me handle this.
See these axes, little man? Very soon they will be in use. If you move, I'll buy whetstones from you to sharpen them after. If you don't, I'll use your teeth.
Merchant Kia Jong: Uh, yes, perhaps I will relocate for now. No need to get in people's way for no reason.
Black Whirlwind: That is how you convince a merchant to do something. You owe me some wine.
