A carriage slowly came to a halt at the entry stairs leading down to the waterside dock.
The door of the carriage opened, and a middle-aged man in a suit vest stepped out.
His hair was meticulously combed back, with a few strands of white adding a touch of mature charm.
"Let's go."
Fedman covered his nose with his hand, his face set in a grim expression.
"Every time I come here, I feel as if I've taken a bath in a cesspool."
A hint of disgust flickered in his eyes.
Two tall bodyguards in black suits flanked him, descending the steps together.
Clang!
The door to the Mermaid's Song tavern was thrown open.
The landlady, her face almost brimming with obsequiousness and fawning, approached them, but before she could speak, she was pushed away by the bodyguards.
"I've told you many times, keep your distance, 'lady'!"
He emphasized the word "lady" with a pause.
Fedman didn't even grant her a glance, walking straight in while still holding his nose.
