Got It

"Oh, you must mean the 'Good Place' Tavern! I know it well. For just one Silver Coin, I'll lead you there right away!"

Hearing Anvis's vague description, Keen immediately understood where Anvis wanted to go. As he enthusiastically volunteered, a hint of amusement appeared deep in his eyes.

Sure enough, he was some young master who had snuck out. Still wet behind the ears, yet he already knew to follow his friends to places like that and fool around.

However, although he could hardly wait to make his move, Keen remained outwardly calm and even specifically asked for one Silver Coin as a guiding fee.

This was to further dispel the other party's suspicions. Unprovoked enthusiasm would only make people wary. Only by making the target think they understood your motives would they truly let down their guard.

And for a young master like this, a one-Silver Coin tip would not even be worth noticing.

"No problem. Take this, commoner. Now lead the way."

Hearing Keen's words, Anvis recalled the mannerisms of minor noble descendants and deliberately put on a faintly disdainful expression. At the same time, he took a bulging money pouch from his clothes, pulled out a gold coin, and tossed it to Keen as he spoke with a touch of arrogance.

"As you wish, young sir!"

The moment Keen received the gleaming gold coin, excitement immediately appeared on his face. He bowed even lower, looking humble to the extreme.

"I know a shortcut. Please follow me, sir."

With that, he turned and headed into an alley first. Anvis followed closely behind him with an expression that suggested he suspected nothing.

But as they walked, Anvis gradually sensed that something was wrong.

As Keen led the way, there seemed to be an additional colorless, odorless gaseous substance in