The following day, a shocking rumor spread throughout Red Stone Town.
At first, no one believed the rumor. But the sudden deployment of the town guards to a particular inn spoke volumes about how real the news was.
"Hahaha! It's been many years since I last witnessed this." A middle-aged man sat inside a tavern, surrounded by other merchants.
"I bet they're from a new merchant group coming to the Central Region for the first time." Another merchant added, taking a swig from his wine jar.
"Who knows which merchant it is?" A woman asked.
"How would we know?" Another responded with contempt. "I guess it would be bad if they were taught one or two lessons by the Town Chief."
The traveling merchants discussed the event over their wine without any care.
To them, they had long gotten used to the terror of the Town Chief. Perhaps, not to the Town Chief but to the power backing him.
