Rookie
"Mr. Berg, welcome!"
The tavern was Li Bai's turf, and he wasn't wrong.
The captain of the Wolf Fang Cross Squad rubbed his hands nervously and said cautiously, "We've collected a batch of tanzanite and a small amount of moonstone."
Before this, he had accepted a commission from Li Bai.
While eating in the tavern, he happened to spot his client and hurried over to greet him.
"Mm! Where is it?"
Li Bai raised an eyebrow.
He'd only cast his net wide on a whim. He hadn't expected this mercenary team to take him seriously.
"Why don't you take a look at the samples first?"
Berg, the captain of the Wolf Fang Cross Squad, looked a little uneasy. Truthfully, he wasn't sure how things would go, either.
He'd been worried that if Li Bai didn't want the stones, he'd have to ask a broker to find a buyer. Keeping them on hand for too long wasn't an option.
After all, a mercenary team had to feed its people and keep its vehicles running every day. The costs weren't low, and everyone needed money.
The samples Berg mentioned were meant to be shown to the brokers in the tavern.
They'd inevitably take a hefty cut, but brokers paid quickly, usually in cash. There was no help for it.
"Sure! Let me have a look."
Li Bai didn't hesitate for long and nodded at once.
"Please, come this way!"
Berg respectfully led the way, bringing Li Bai to a large table.
Many people followed the two of them with their eyes, wondering who Li Bai was.
Whenever a new face appeared, the tavern's regulars—those unusual patrons—couldn't help giving them a curious once-over.
Some of the better-informed patrons recognized Li Bai as the tavern's true owner. They raised their glasses and nodded