After watching the little beggars leave, Mubai let out a sigh of relief and said, "I don't know when this situation will change."
Fire Wolf said helplessly: "This is impossible unless the orcs can be eliminated."
Mu Bai said: "Forget it, let's find a place to eat first. This is beyond our ability."
…
In front of a tavern in the center of the city.
Mubai and the others slowly arrived here, placed the golden-horned beast outside the tavern, and then the three of them entered the tavern.
There were many guests in the tavern, eight or nine tables were filled. These guests were rough-looking, with a faint bloodthirsty aura about them, and each of them was wearing a weapon.
After Mu Bai and the other three came in, they attracted the attention of many guests, and the originally laughing tavern became much quieter.
Mubai felt a chill in his heart, the guests' eyes were staring at him, and he felt as if he was being stared at by a wild animal, which was extremely uncomfortable.
Jian Wuhui looked around and frowned, "These must be mercenaries."
Mu Bai nodded and said, "Let's find a seat and sit down."
The three of them found an unoccupied table at a corner and sat down.
A young man in Tsing Yi hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Masters, what do you want to order?"
Jian Wuhui said calmly: "First put a jar of wine to warm yourself up, and then cut five kilograms of animal meat over."
"Okay, please wait a moment." The young man in green nodded, turned and left.
Mu Bai frowned and whispered: "I feel that the atmosphere here is a bit not right. Let's get on our way after eating."
Fire Wolf said: "Those guys don't look like good people anyway."
"roll."
At this time, a cold and angry shout suddenly came from the side.
Mu Bai looked sideways and saw a girl with dark hair and lop-eared ears sitting there quietly drinking. A middle-aged man with a scar on his face was teasing her. The girl had an impatient look on her face.
"Hehe, I like this temperament." The middle-aged Scar had a teasing look on his face, and when he was about to reach out and touch the girl's face, a small hand suddenly stretched out from the side and clasped his wrist tightly.
"What bastard dares to touch me?"
Wen Shi, the middle-aged Dao Scar, was furious. He turned around and saw that the person holding his wrist was Mu Bai.