Yang Tao gave the scoundrel a deep look, then spat out one word: "Scram!"
The scoundrel sighed in relief, thanked her profusely, and hurried out of the bar while clutching his hand.
After that, Yang Tao leisurely finished the beer in her glass before turning to leave.
She walked out of the bar, pulled up her cloak's hood to cover half her face, and then entered an alley.
The moment she stepped into the alley, she stopped and suddenly turned around. Her pistol rose from beneath her cloak and pointed at the two figures behind her.
"Why are you sneaking around and following me?"
One of the two men had a goatee, while the other wore a beret.
Suddenly finding themselves at gunpoint, the two men were startled. The goateed man hurriedly forced a smile and said,
"Brother, don't misunderstand. We saw that you're pretty skilled and wanted to ask—are you interested in making some quick money?"
"Quick money?"
Yang Tao did not lower her gun. Remaining vigilant, she asked, "What kind of quick money?"
"It's inconvenient to talk here. If you're willing, come with us." The goateed man tried his best to look like a good person.
Yang Tao still had to go to Blizzard Base, so she naturally had no time to make any quick money. She said, "Not interested. You two can leave."
She gestured with her gun, signaling them to go.
The two men did not dare linger. They hurriedly agreed, ducked their heads, and left the alley.
Yang Tao put away her pistol and was about to leave when she heard the man in the beret complain.
"I told you that kid was trouble. Don't go striking up conversations with people so casually. That was close—we almost got shot."
"I only thought that kid was