Outside 13 Walvey Street, the sun shone brightly, and the gentle breeze felt comfortable and soothing.
If not for the man before him, Qin Ran would have stopped, narrowed his eyes, and enjoyed this rare moment of peace. But the man only made him frown.
Without a doubt, Qin Ran found him irritating.
The man, however, seemed entirely unaware of this. Upon seeing Qin Ran, he immediately lowered the hammer from his shoulder and laughed loudly. "I heard you had a pretty good haul in your last dungeon world?"
"Yes."
"But that shouldn't amount to much to you, should it?"
"So..."
"What brings you here?"
Qin Ran spoke in a low voice, his words tinged with wariness.
Qin Ran clearly remembered how casually the man had given away a piece of Legendary Tier equipment. Naturally, someone capable of that would hardly come here over a single piece of legendary equipment.
He must therefore have some other purpose.
Someone Qin Ran had met only once had appeared before him with ulterior motives. Given his temperament, how could he not be wary?
"Relax."
"You're my second target. Why would I make a move on you ahead of time?"
Aislyde, the Swordsmith, smiled and waved a hand.
"So, should I feel deeply honored?"
Qin Ran's already furrowed brows drew even tighter.
He had already anticipated that the man would be a major headache, but he had not expected him to be even more troublesome than he had imagined.
What kind of trouble was the most annoying?
The kind that came knocking on its own, of course.
Just like Aislyde before him.
"Deeply honored?"
"No, no, no."
"I'm not like a certain shameless fellow, but I think we can at least unite against a common enemy."
"Especially when certain people have their sights on