At eight that evening, at Angel's Share.
Many adventurers who ventured into the wilderness on dangerous explorations every day gathered inside and out, drinking fine alcohol and sharing amusing stories from their adventures that day.
As Li Qiuzhi and the others approached, they saw the lively scene outside the tavern from afar. They also unexpectedly spotted Jack, a former member of Bennett's Adventuring Team.
"Haha, Jack, you can't go without drinking! Only an adventurer who knows how to drink is a proper adventurer!
"Come on, let's drain this glass together!"
A burly man with a full beard patted the novice adventurer beside him, who was a good deal thinner than he was.
"Ah, damn it. Mr. Matt, please don't shove your glass at me! I told you I'm not used to drinking!"
Dressed in green adventuring clothes, Jack hurriedly pushed Matt's muscular arm away as he spoke.
"A Hilichurl whacked you with a club today. How can you not have a drink to recover?" Matt the adventurer laughed heartily.
At an outdoor table not far to their left, a short-haired adventurer watched Jack and Matt, took a hefty swig of beer, then turned to his companion with a sigh and spoke of his troubles:
"Ah, it's all that stupid Stormterror's fault. The Wind Disaster it stirred up blew the tiles right off my roof. I spent the whole day fixing it today. How many treasure chests will I have to find to earn back the Mora I spent repairing it?"
"You got off lightly. I forgot to close my bedroom window that day, and that damned Stormterror actually swept away all my secret savings... Ah, you know how it is, brother. My wife doesn't usually give me Mora to drink at the tavern, so about today's bill, hehe..."
The companion