Aimu Ling. Velin looked at Aymond as he stared at his wife, shock written across his face.
Seeing her husband's expression, Xuemya could not help covering her mouth and laughing.
As for Kyle, the corners of his mouth curled upward, and he was equally delighted inside.
Lyanna lowered her head to hide the smile on her face. After all, it was rather impolite to laugh at her brother to his face.
Seeing this, Aymond finally realized that the Velin she had mentioned was not someone else—it was him.
"Um..."
"Yes, it's me."
Velin raised his head slightly and spoke, taking the initiative to ease the awkward atmosphere.
Seeing this, Aymond said softly, "I'm sorry."
"It's fine." Velin waved his hand, putting on an unconcerned look, though he silently resolved never to do that again.
"Tell me, who among you needs soul treatment?"
"Cainz." Aymond stood up and walked over to Cainz. With a wave of his hand, he dispersed the false arm Yali had condensed for him, then signaled him to lower his soul defenses.
Sensing the wounds on Cainz's soul, Velin nodded. "It's a little troublesome, but it can be treated."
"Velin, what reward do you require?"
Hearing this, Velin smiled. "One gold coin from each of you will do."
At those words, the five members of the North Wind Adventure Team froze, unsure how to respond.
As for Xuemya, Kyle, and Lyanna, they were already accustomed to such scenes.
For people he wanted to help, Velin usually only charged a token fee.
"Aymond, don't just sit there. Tell me how Cainz was injured."
When Velin beckoned to him, Aymond returned to his seat and briefly recounted everything that had happened ten days ago.
After hearing his account, Velin felt a surge of anger, while Kyle sensed the prelude