Kayn and his brothers sat across each other in front of a table.
"Sigh... I'm deeply sorry about this, y'all..."
Kayn handed over several pitches of beers towards his brothers.
"Brother, you do not have to apologize to us. You do know that we have nothing to do, right? And if what that bastard Jeric had said was true, we will indeed strike it rich if we succeeded."
A man who sat directly across from Kayn replied with a light smile on his face.
The man looked thin as if he was malnourished, but no one within this group of friends, including Kayn, dared to underestimate this man. The reason was that he was the second strongest man in this group, second only to Kayn who was a player.
Everyone respected his opinion so when he spoke, all of them nodded their heads in agreement.
