"All guards on alert!" Seeing the three silhouettes, Mist immediately shouted, with all weapons pointed at them. The arranged trade was only for food, why were there three extra people?
The smallest of the three figures quickly raised both hands: "Don't be hasty, it's me, it's me."
As the light dissipated, it revealed three figures in the grain pile. The two figures on the outside were dressed as maids, beautiful and petite women. The figure in the middle was a goblin, raising both his hands, beaming warmly: "It's me, Silver Coin, from the Silver Light Mercantile Company."
"Chairman Silver Coin? Why have you come? Our trade agreement didn't include hosting your visit." Mist clenched her fists, making a 'no attack' gesture. The situation inside was clear; a goblin and two petite maids, it didn't seem threatening.
"Where there's a scent of money, how could I not be present? Also, it's 'deputy' not 'chairman', seventh in the pecking order."
