Brando remained expressionless. He understood that it was not because he was perceptive enough to make the other party feel troubled, but simply because the information gap had given him an advantage. Precisely because of this, he became even more cautious, lest he inadvertently reveal too much information. After all, in this world, aside from One-Eyed Dragon, no one understood the person before him better than he did.
He neither agreed nor disagreed with the other party's sigh. He merely asked, "Where is Tagus?"
At that moment, Huang Huo had one small hand pressed against the window frame. She saw squad after squad of guards crossing the square and surrounding the inn. When she saw the archers drawing their bows, she frowned, raised her hand, and lowered the shutters. The room suddenly darkened.
Inside the somewhat dim room, Sir Instaron's expression grew solemn. Light passed through the slats of the shutters and fell across his somewhat pale face, while tiny glowing particles drifted up and down in the air.
The atmosphere in the room became stifling for a moment.
"I've already given you an opportunity. Whether you cherish it is entirely up to you, Sir Instaron." Brando looked at him and quietly added, "That's all."
"I originally thought the lord should be a smart man." Sir Instaron gave a bitter smile. "I can't believe I thought I could seize this opportunity."
"Are you saying I asked a foolish question?"
The genius general of Madara shrugged.
Brando acted as though he had not heard him. His gaze turned toward the direction of the corridor leading out of the room. "Next, Huang Huo, Mr. Liu, and I will head to Jade Hills. From there, we'll take a ship to Nabel or Drowning Bay."
Sir Instaron shuddered, his brows drawing together deeply.
"What