The conspicuous Golden Dragon left a sour taste in his mouth, but there was nothing he could do about it.
Just then, hurried footsteps approached. Seeing someone nearing the shooting range, Tyler's eyes narrowed. He immediately blocked Lam, who was trying to enter. "Outsiders aren't allowed in here."
Seeing the solemn expression on Tyler's face, Lam dropped his playful grin. "Tyler, I have something very important to discuss with Ophelia."
"What is it?" Ophelia lifted the beast skin curtain and stepped out.
Lam's eyes lit up. Like presenting a rare treasure, he pulled a piece of yellow fabric from his woven basket. When Ophelia saw the fabric, her eyes instantly went wide. She stepped forward and gently brushed it with her fingers. "Is this woven from silk?"
The soft silk felt much more comfortable to the touch than coarse linen.
"Yes."
"I found this over in Water Town. They have a kind of bug there that spins white silk.
