The commotion in the tavern drew attention.
More RUN Company couriers stationed in the village heard the noise and hurried over.
When they spotted the dead man foaming at the mouth and bleeding from every orifice amid the people sprawled motionless across the tavern floor,
anger immediately appeared on the couriers' faces.
Yet they did not dare enter the tavern.
The Frostsky White Bear blocking the entrance kept everyone outside like a city wall.
Inside the tavern, Ye Qiyan put several bottles of liquor into his Storage Unit, walked outside, and waved at the couriers gathered nearby who did not dare approach.
"Did you need something?"
The couriers stood around him, gnashing their teeth. None dared say anything rash, but they still did not want to let Ye Qiyan simply leave.
When he advanced, the couriers retreated.
Until they had nowhere left to retreat.
Ye Qiyan shook his head and took a Medal straight out of his pocket.
A RUN Company senior courier's Medal.
He had just acquired it, though it was bound to Megan, who was already dead.
But without close inspection, that would be difficult to discover.
"I came down for an occasional inspection, but I didn't expect you couriers stationed in the village to be even more violent than I imagined. Even if you're confronting an enemy, you should at least ask some questions first, shouldn't you?"
The moment the Medal appeared, the couriers' expressions abruptly changed.
The atmosphere shifted from tense confrontation to utter awkwardness.
Ye Qiyan did not intend to say much more. He put away the Medal, had White Bear return to motorcycle form, and left with Zhao Lin.
In a corner among the streets and alleys.
A figure concealed in the darkness watched Ye Qiyan and Zhao Lin's retreating backs with a puzzled