The man in sunglasses made peace and led everyone upstairs.
...
"If only they would go upstairs first, they could clear the way for us!"
The woman in leather pants snickered.
"They haven't even realized that there's a map inside the pig-headed man's belly!"
The bartender lamented that if they were also collecting map fragments, there would definitely be a conflict. It was all thanks to Lin Baici.
Looking at the way the man in sunglasses and his group wandered around, they looked like fools.
He was so glad to have joined this team.
The bartender felt fortunate.
After another ten minutes or so, the roaring of machinery, the bellowing of the pig-headed men, and the screams and cries of humans converged into a cacophony that wafted over.
The slaughterhouse had arrived.
Everyone bent down and tiptoed, stealthily making their way forward.
Soon, they entered a massive workshop.
There was a lot of equipment here, forming a slaughter assembly line.
