Boundless Land
Lin Mo had asked many people, but almost none of them knew where the Red Dust Inn was.
And now... two people had appeared out of nowhere, claiming they were going there to deliver a letter. Lin Mo couldn't help being suspicious.
Seeing how wary Lin Mo looked, the young man smiled and pulled a palm-sized object resembling a compass from his pocket.
A needle sat at its center. Right now, it pointed southwest.
The young man said proudly, "This treasure has been passed down in my family for generations. It reads a person's truest desire and guides us where we want to go. Honestly, my sister and I had never even heard of the Red Dust Inn. Every day, mercenaries wait in the guild hall for jobs to be posted, then scramble to take them. Several mercenary groups compete for almost every job, but nobody wanted this delivery."
After a brief pause, he continued, "No one's heard of the inn, so they have no way to deliver the letter. That's why my sister and I took the job. We're the only ones who could."
"That's right," his sister said with a smile. "This treasure our great-grandfather left us shows us the fastest, safest route to wherever we want to go. Oh, we haven't introduced ourselves. I'm Shao Qing, and my brother is Shao Wan. What should we call you?"
Lin Mo looked the two of them over again but spotted nothing amiss.
He still didn't trust them.
But if the object they held really could guide them to the Red Dust Inn by the shortest, safest route, this might be his chance.
With that thought, Lin Mo replied flatly, "Lin Mo."
Shao Wan grinned at once. "Sounds like you've made up your mind, Brother Lin Mo. Coming