The rain grew heavier.
Ze Bo La could barely make out how many people were on the other side. After all, quite a few Astral Goblins followed Xu Nan.
But his ears still worked fine. As an adventure consultant specially hired by the Sai Ba Long Family, he was a ranger with exceptionally sharp hearing!
"Want a few umbrellas?"
Xu Nan's voice was incomparably calm, faintly carrying an overwhelmingly powerful aura.
The four companions behind him exchanged looks, all wearing baffled expressions.
Ze Bo La reacted quickly—Little Cheng Song was extending goodwill toward his side.
That made sense. Since the other party had appeared here, it meant he was also after the Magician Tower.
That was hardly surprising. Rumors about the Magician Tower in the Living Corpse Swamp were widespread throughout the Northlands. As someone from Icewind Territory, it was perfectly reasonable for Little Cheng Song to know about it and track it down.
Though it was somewhat of a coincidence, that did not mean there was any irreconcilable conflict between them.
"All we want is the Wilderness Reclamation Order."
"The other things in the Magician Tower aren't worth much to us."
"I heard that Jules Emerson is only a minor mage. There's no need for us to clash with such a powerful spellcaster."
Ze Bo La quickly turned back and issued his orders in a low voice.
The others nodded.
A smile quickly spread across his face. "Gladly..."
Before long, an Astral Goblin ran over carrying several Paradise Umbrellas and personally demonstrated how to use them. After all, they were not worldly travelers like Ge Lei. Those country bumpkins from Wildfire City might not know how to use folding umbrellas. Xu Nan's after-sales service was quite thorough!
"...That comes to forty-five Gold Dragon Coins."
"Don't look at me like