Goblin Dependency-Chapter 296 - 157 Passion and Newsboy_2

Even if he was ultimately nailed to the tree trunk by him.

"You’re coming to Neum, why didn’t you write in advance to let me know? It’s so rushed now, I haven’t prepared anything."

Hearing the other party say this, Xia Nan suddenly remembered that night when Jeff announced his retirement, he mentioned to find him in Neum in the future.

However, Xia Nan wasn’t the type to demand favors in return; even if he remembered, he likely wouldn’t proactively ask the other party to do anything for him.

So he just laughed and said casually:

"I haven’t rested for long myself. The Association happened to issue a task just in time, so I contacted the caravan on the same day."

Knowing the importance, without asking about the details of the task, Jeff just patted his own chest towards him.

"If there’s any place an old cripple can be of use, just say the word."

"I might be useless in combat with one crippled leg, but quite a few people still recognize this old face."

Upon hearing this, Xia Nan took a sip of tea, and a few thoughts surged in his heart.

"There’s nothing else, really."

"Mainly, I’m new to Neum and not very familiar with the area. I haven’t even found a place to stay."

"I wonder if you could recommend a hotel, I don’t mind if the price is higher, as long as the environment is decent and the food is good."

Upon Xia Nan’s words, Jeff’s face immediately flashed an extremely enthusiastic smile.

Moving forward, he grabbed Xia Nan’s shoulder warmly, and said with a smile:

"Why stay in a tavern? Since you made the effort to come all the way to Neum, I’d hardly let you pay for accommodation!"

"Listen to your brother, stay at my place. A few rooms just freed up, it’s quiet for sleeping, much better than those noisy taverns, and you can taste your sister-in-law’s culinary skills."

Although he spent a substantial amount of five hundred Gold on customizing equipment, significantly shrinking his small treasury, Xia Nan didn’t plan to skimp on food and accommodation during the task period.

He certainly wouldn’t stoop so low to save this kind of expense.

Just as he was about to refuse, he saw a blissful expression appear on Jeff’s face, along with a bit of showing off, and an enthusiastic prolongation:

"Your sister-in-law once worked as a kitchen helper in taverns in some big southern cities. Though I won’t say too much, her cabbage stew, salted herring porridge, and cream mushroom soup taste much better than those of the cooks in Neum City!"

Seeming to extract a keyword, Xia Nan raised an eyebrow.

"Oh?"

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Meanwhile, on the other side.

On the gradually narrowing and filthy street.

"Boss, isn’t there something odd about that guy?" freewebnøvel_com

A young hooligan with a green face and a tattoo on his neck was reaching back to touch his own back, looking puzzled.

He remembered standing properly in front of the tailor shop, planning to stop that adventurer-dressed dark-haired youth approaching him.

But unexpectedly, just as his hand reached halfway out, a strange suction suddenly came from behind him.

As if someone hidden was forcefully pulling his body.

If it weren’t for having a door frame nearby to grab onto, he might have fallen flat on his face.

Recollecting it now, while strange, he couldn’t help but feel a bit embarrassed.

But just as he finished speaking, the bald strong man next to him smacked him hard on the back of his head.

"Shut up!"

He sternly whispered menacingly.

Simultaneously, he sneakily glanced around behind them like a thief, only breathing a sigh of relief after ensuring the street was empty.

"How many times over the past few months have I told you? Don’t mess with those crazy adventurers, especially those whose equipment looks like it could buy your sorry life. Just walk away; don’t even make eye contact."

"Otherwise, thickheaded idiots like you won’t even know how you got killed!"

Hearing what the strong man said, the young hooligan beside him scratched his head, looking confused.

"I’ve seen plenty of adventurers in taverns before, they seem fine, are you sure we need to be that cautious?"

His reply was two cold laughs from the strong man.

Adventurers were something Xia Nan, who had lived in River Valley Town since his traversal, had long grown accustomed to, finding nothing special about them.

But for other areas of this world, especially those towns distanced from magic power concentrations where demons rarely appeared, the frequency was far less than in River Valley Town.

Sometimes if you’re not lucky, you might sit by the roadside for half a day without encountering an obviously dressed adventurer.

And because they possessed equipment, weapons, even battle skills, their strength exceeded that of ordinary citizens.

If you offended those who normally went about their daily jobs and only went to River Valley Town on Hunting Days to earn extra cash as "part-time" adventurers, things might be okay.

If you crossed paths with those whose lives revolved around eating, sleeping, and monster-slaying, whose connection to normal human society had weakened, and whose value system had changed, perhaps even their mental state was starting to have issues as senior adventurers.

The speed at which they might chop off your head wouldn’t be much slower than killing a goblin.

It had become so ingrained in them that they wouldn’t even hesitate for a moment.

In the bald strong man’s opinion, the dark-haired youth just entering the tailor’s shop undoubtedly belonged to the latter category.

Despite having an overly young face that seemed to mislead people into thinking he was a rookie, the opponent’s one-glance good equipment, probably worth a three-figure Gold Coin sum, and the cold aura of high-frequency battle and killing over time.

Were enough to give pause to anyone.

The real reason he shamelessly changed his tune like a circus clown was two things.

The surrounding small gang members fell backward inexplicably as if hit by an invisible force just as the opponent entered through the door.