A Couple of Mints

"We just need a couple mints, bro, we're fellow DIsciples, you should help us out." One of the guys called out, heckling the person who was kneeling on the ground.

"Yeah, just a couple thousand will do. Or you can give us a gold mint. That's always useful." Another Disciple added to the first one. He was also standing in front of the poor Disciple who was cowering on the ground.

In total, there were five Disciples who were surrounding the fearful person who didn't want any trouble. He stiffly kneeled in front of them while begging them to stop.

"You've already asked me that yesterday, I don't have mints anymore. Zero. I don't even have the funds to get a decent meal later." The poor Disciple muttered to himself, flinching as he expected one of the five Disciples to slap him across the cheek.