The three of them left the room and entered the tavern's main hall.
There, they discovered all the core members of the Iron Fist Gang squatting on the ground, hands on their heads. Standing before them was a group of Bonta Market soldiers armed with crossbows. There were only eight of them, yet they had intimidated over thirty men into complete stillness.
The new leader then understood why it had been so quiet outside.
The Wandering Knight who had just slain the leader of the Iron Fist Gang said, "Lord Kuer will give you your reward money shortly."
The lead Bonta Market soldier grinned. "Haha, you got it!"
Despite all the tough talk from their now-dead leader behind closed doors, the Iron Fist Gang were nothing more than rats in Bonta Market. They just helped people get rid of some hard-to-sell illicit goods. If the powers of Bonta Market ever truly wanted to deal with them, not a single one would be able to escape.
