"Go on."
Lin Ke did not overly fault his companion's compassion.
To put it cruelly, with his two companions' combat strength being slightly above genin but still a little short of chunin, if an opponent appeared whom even he could not stop, the two of them would basically just be walking into death.
It was good enough for them to do what they could.
Xia let out a sigh of relief and nodded vigorously. She knew how unreasonable her request had been, and it was as though she had sensed the kindness and softness in her boss's heart. She walked over and began administering first aid to the most seriously injured samurai.
She pulled the weapons embedded in their wounds, used chakra to stop the bleeding, and bandaged them...
As she struggled to save lives, the Land of Fire Merchant, seated on the only sofa in the hall, revealed an impatient expression. The injured samurai were making too much noise, and the treatment process involved constant bleeding. It looked terribly bloody—
The master could not bear to see such cruel things.
Why not just let them all die outside?
Though he was rather piggish, he was not stupid enough to fall out with the strongest force protecting him. He could think it, but he would not say it. He simply lay down, closed his eyes, and began pondering what to do next.
All the competing merchants were dead. The Land of Wind merchants were dead too, and even the officials overseeing the bidding had died. That meant he once again had a chance to obtain the Gold Mine.
If he could secure ownership of the Gold Mine, then everything he had gone through would have been worth it.
A smile appeared on his face.
At the same time, Xia returned,