Xiao Qi heard this and was so scared his legs went weak. He begged for mercy over and over. "Old Man, don't kill me! I'm still useful. I have important information!"
The Lizardman was decisive and had no intention of listening to Xiao Qi's nonsense. He raised his blade to kill him, but another Lizardman who appeared moments later stopped him.
The Lizardman who intervened was the same one who had provoked Jiang Yue at the castle guild window, demanding that he move aside and let him go first.
He was also the leader of that band of Lizardmen. He and his group had followed Jiang Yue all the way to this estate, clearly not to sightsee. Their target was obvious: Jiang Yue.
Their so-called grudge was just an excuse. Even if the Lizardmen were narrow-minded, they wouldn't have traveled all this way over a petty quarrel at the window. The cost was simply too high; there was little point in doing it over wounded pride.
They hadn't traveled such a long way for nothing. Their motives were not merely similar to those of Qing Zhe's Mushroom People—they were exactly the same.
Wealth could move anyone. Eight hundred silver coins were enough to tempt most adventurer parties into taking a risk. And the possibility of finding raw stones on top of those eight hundred silver coins was enough to make them disregard any cost.
What was more, the Lizardmen thought exactly like Qing Zhe's Mushroom People. They didn't believe there was anything difficult about hunting down a few Mushroom People.
Low risk, high returns.
The Lizardmen even thought this was the most worthwhile deal they'd ever made, and perhaps the kind of low-risk, high-return opportunity they'd never see again.
It looked like a high-risk deal, but at that point, the