Sensing the gaze, Xia Nan turned around in some confusion, but only saw two figures rapidly walking away.
He shook his head, took it for a misperception, and thought no more of it.
The wooden spoon in his hand gently stirred through the Cream Mushroom Soup.
The milky-white, thick soup rolled and swirled, while finely sliced brown mushrooms collided with emerald-like pieces of parsley leaf, rising and sinking.
As the spoon lifted, along with the steaming heat that carried a drifting creamy fragrance came a translucent milk skin drawn up after it, and a few grains of black pepper submerged in the soup could faintly be seen.
Its color and aroma alone—just looking at it like this—were enough for him to imagine the wonderful sensation of the fresh, sweet, rich, and thick soup melting away on the tip of his tongue.
After an adventure, being able to sit in a tavern, drink a steaming bowl of Cream Mushroom Soup like this, and add a cool, refreshing cup of iced ale—
To him, it had already become a kind of enjoyment.
At present, it was the fifth day since Xia Nan had returned to River Valley Town.
He had not asked the people around him to deliberately cover up or downplay his performance in battle, nor did he care that his achievements were being spread around.
After all, Emerald Creek Village was located near River Valley Town. A major event like a Goblin attack could not possibly be suppressed no matter what.
In fact, on the second night after his return to town, through the villagers he had saved, as well as passing adventurers—
The story that Xia Nan had successfully advanced during battle and killed a Bear Goblin head-on in a one-on-one fight had already spread.
Black hair, black eyes,