A light rain pattered down, but the sudden change in weather did not hinder the two temporary allies as they advanced and explored the Living Corpse Swamp.
Ge Lei wore a short cloak. Most of his attention was focused on scouting the road ahead, while a small part of it was calculating exactly how much he had lost out on.
It could not be helped. During their recent negotiations, Little Cheng Song's imposing manner had completely overwhelmed him.
The other man had held that Magic Book, summoned his followers, and looked ready to start fighting if Ge Lei refused. Ge Lei had chickened out, because in his understanding, magicians were all very cautious.
If the other party dared to act so arrogantly, he must have had something to rely on.
"It probably wasn't a loss..."
Thinking that way restored his balance. Once he considered it more carefully, he even felt that he had made a killing. After all, powerful magicians like this were especially hard to find on the ice plains, particularly in Wildfire City.
"I definitely came out ahead!" the high-ranking mercenary continued comforting himself.
He glanced sideways at Little Cheng Song, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly. Little Cheng Song had not used any spell to shield himself from the rain. Somehow, he had produced a modified stretcher and was sitting on it alone, while four Astral Goblins carried it beneath him...
As for the drizzling rain, another Astral Goblin followed closely behind with an umbrella, ensuring that not a drop touched him!
"Decadent spellcaster!"
Ge Lei was deeply jealous.
How was this an adventure? This was clearly some official going out for leisure, wasn't it?
Still, he did not overlook Little Cheng Song's strength because of that.
Nonsense. Those twelve Astral Goblins had been around for