"Are you sure this is the place?"
A fine drizzle fell, soaking his short, black hair.
Xia Nan looked at the narrow, shadowy alley ahead and asked Jerry's henchman beside him, whose right hand was wrapped in bandages.
Earlier today, when Xia Nan and Hain had left the Adventurers Association and were on their way back to the tavern, they had not killed that "Bloody-Nosed Rat" outright after questioning him.
Though both of them were adventurers with countless lives on their hands, one was a Druid who revered nature and cherished living things, while the other was a transmigrator from modern society with a sound moral outlook.
Jerry might have been a little short, but he was not a Goblin, and he had a decent sense of the situation.
So Xia Nan had let the kid off, only breaking the arms of two of his henchmen as a lesson.
What he had not expected was that, in a place as vast as Barracuda Bay and a district as broad as the Saltwater District, they would still have the chance to run into each other that very same day.
And the timing had been rather subtle, landing right when Xia Nan and the others' mission progress had stalled and Alton, as the Goddess of Fortune's favored one, had said to "let nature take its course."
With a coincidence like that, even if the man knew nothing, they still had to go up and ask.
And after interrogating him, to their surprise, they really did squeeze something out of this bottom-rung thug whose name they did not even need to know.
The other party's boss, the kid Jerry whose nickname was "Bloody-Nosed Rat," had, not long ago, brought his two henchmen—including the thug in front of them—back to Eel Alley, where he