"You're a manager here?"
"Of course, I am." Zing answered, "Your uncle saw potential in me and made me the manager of his warrior guild, The Golden Dragon."
"I see."
"Hey! Don't look so grim. I'm sure your uncle will gladly give you a job as well. He has an eye for talented people and since you're his nephew, I wonder if he'll make you his left-hand man. I say left because of your cousin, as he's his right-hand man. And in case he doesn't, for the old time's sake, I'll give you a job here-" Zing replied puffing his chest up a bit but he was soon interrupted by a woman.
