Chapter 1743: Value
A flicker of delight had already appeared on Holruf's face when he saw Qin Ran nod, but the moment Qin Ran voiced his refusal, the innkeeper's delight froze.
Why nod if you weren't going to agree?
The innkeeper gritted his teeth. If he hadn't been certain he was probably no match for the young man before him, he would have strung the bastard up on the city walls to enjoy the night breeze.
Breathe.
Breathe.
After several deep breaths, the innkeeper regained his composure.
"Colin, did you misunderstand what I meant?"
"Or do you think I'm lying to you?"
"I can swear to you that the Demon Hunters' thousand years of accumulated resources far exceed anything you imagine. And the chance of becoming a god is far greater than you think!"
The innkeeper spoke earnestly once more.
"I understand what you're saying."
"And I never thought you were lying to me."
Qin Ran shook his head, stood up, and prepared to leave.
"Then why..."
The innkeeper stared at Qin Ran's departing back, utterly baffled.
Qin Ran didn't answer. He walked outside without breaking stride.
Boer gave the innkeeper an apologetic smile and hurried after him.
When the two returned to their courtyard, one following the other, the smile on Boer's face quickly faded, replaced by a grave expression.
"Is something wrong with Holruf?"
Boer didn't speak aloud, asking with hand gestures instead.
At first, Boer hadn't given it much thought and had simply followed Qin Ran's lead. But after the innkeeper offered a string of incentives and Qin Ran still refused, Boer immediately realized something was wrong.
Players from the Giant City didn't risk entering dungeon worlds for a vacation.
Every dungeon world was an adventure where danger and opportunity went hand in hand.
Now an opportunity