Jason would never forget how Taniel appeared before him.
Taniel came for the materials from those monsters.
Who informed Taniel about this?
Given his less-than-bright demeanor, it wasn’t possible for him to actively gather information.
Someone must have ‘accidentally’ let Taniel know everything, making him believe he had found out on his own.
To achieve this was not difficult.
Especially when dealing with someone of Taniel’s personality.
There should always be a gentle approach.
With this thought, the elderly knight turned his head and said to the shadow beside him:
“Don’t be too excessive.”
“Even with a contract in place, it doesn’t mean they can do whatever they want!”
In the shadow, there was no response.
Only a breeze passed by….
Outside the tent, the sounds of bidding rose and fell in waves.
“3 Gold Crooks and 1 Silver Crook!”
“3 Gold Crooks and 2 Silver Crooks!”
Jason’s gaze swept over, quickly identifying those who seemed caught up in a competition, while Taniel, standing in front of the tent, was still fanning the flames.
However, Jason keenly noticed.
Apart from those few, the rest had long noticed this and had not spoken up.
Moreover, even those few bidders seemed resentful now.
“Clearly not the smartest bunch.”
“Perhaps there’s a short-term benefit.”
“But in the long run?”
Shaking his head inwardly, Jason stepped up behind Taniel.
Instantly, the resentment of those who were bidding disappeared.
Regaining their senses from the excitement, it was only then that they remembered who was standing behind Taniel… Jason.
Taniel was not much of an issue, one of the Xin sect.
Was not someone to be messed with.
As Taniel auctioned off some of the loot, the personal markings on these items confirmed the speculations of those present.
Their fear of Jason deepened once again.
Jason noticed this change but did not pay it any heed.
He did not care about a bunch of strangers.
Jason gently patted Taniel’s shoulder and said,
“I need some knowledge about the ‘Mystical Side’.”
“I don’t need any secret techniques or rituals, just some basic common sense.”
“Best suited for beginners.”
Taniel blinked, then caught on with a knowing look and responded, “Do you want to take Finch as an apprentice? He’s a fine young man!”
“No problem, leave it to me!”
Pleased with Taniel who always came up with answers on his own, Jason felt satisfied and showed no intention of explaining.
“You know where to find me.”
Having said that, Jason walked out.
Jason had no intention of staying any longer.
He still trusted Taniel’s abilities.
He believed that the other would do his best.
Just as he believed that those coveting the ‘Hulk Potion’ would not simply give up so easily.
The ‘intimidation’ within the hall would only cause some of them to back down.
Many more were probably rubbing their hands in eagerness.
“Lord Jason, please proceed with caution.”
Lord Eric, the servant of the elderly knight, stood in front of the iron gate, offering a pointed reminder to Jason.
Jason nodded slightly and then continued forward.
In an instant, malevolent gazes came from afar, focusing on Jason.
Behind the hockey mask, his face smiled.
Jason stepped towards the carriage waiting at the entrance of the street.
The pitch-black night made the kerosene lamp hanging on the side of the carriage shine brightly, with Finch sitting upright there, quietly waiting.
Upon seeing Jason, the young officer immediately jumped down.
“Finch, go help me get my things from Eric.”
“I’ve left some things in the room.”
Jason patted his empty pouch, indicating.
“Certainly, Lord Jason.”
The young man nodded and headed toward 10 Pea Street.
Jason then boarded the carriage to wait.
The next moment, as the young man ran off into the distance, those lurking outside Pea Street, who dared not enter rashly, quickly surrounded the carriage.
They were wary of each other.
They gradually tightened the circle around the carriage.
Sure enough, the circle soon closed to the point where they could reach out and touch the carriage door.