An Orc thief who had just completed a task walked up to her and laughed mockingly, "Sister Gold, take my advice, you'd better sell this tooth. It'll reduce your stealth skills by at least half."
"None of your business." Tatami smirked and gave the Orc a disdainful look. "Buzz off. I don't have time to entertain you."
The Orc thief chuckled. "Thank heavens! I can't bear your 'hospitality,' Sister Gold!"
"You're in the way."
A cold voice resounded behind them.
The Orc thief spun around. "Who's there?"
Then he was gently pushed aside; the person didn't even spare him a glance but merely walked up to Tatami, placed a slip of paper on the table in front of her and said in a deep voice, "I'm a bit interested."
Tatami looked up at this young, handsome, cold, and seemingly unapproachable human male in front of her and glanced at the note in front of her. "What's this…?"
"Explain." The other party said softly, his slightly squinted eyes not even looking at her directly.
