Although it was only evening, the tavern was already packed with adventurers—
Dragon Gold City was fairly safe overall. Only these people who made their living through violence wore armor and carried weapons wherever they went.
Tang Qi could only take the [Ebony Forest Squad] to his room. He had planned to have Anbi bring up some food, but he could not find the girl anywhere.
Instead, he clinked glasses with the squad and continued their earlier conversation:
"So you're planning to head home?"
"Yes. Before that, we'd been hoping to see you again, but we hadn't heard any news of you all these days. Fortunately, luck smiled on us. Otherwise, by the time we met again, 'the leaf wine would have run dry'—that's a river of wine in the Ebony Forest. We usually use it to describe something almost impossible."
Little Beard preferred milder drinks. He felt as though the "sprites" dancing on his tongue were urging him to move, and his two goat hooves began tapping along.
"Is it really that difficult to see you?"
"The Ebony Forest rarely opens its doors to outsiders anymore."
"What a shame. I was hoping to visit your homeland."
"As Little Rascal's benefactor, you would surely make the elders happy if you were willing to visit."
"It's fine even if the grandpa elders don't want you there. I'll just beg them."
Little Rascal twirled the tender green tips of their hair, slowly curling a Newleaf into shape before handing it to Tang Qi.
"Mr. Benefactor, take this. They'll know you're an invited guest."
Tang Qi quickly accepted it and held it in his palm.
"I remember you wanted to collect some [wealth footprints]?"
"Yes. Why bring that up all of a sudden?" Little Rascal blinked. "Did you see a flail snail?"
Tang