People kept coming and walking past them until they reached the Royals hotel. The big street was now filled with many huge caravans, of those merchants who were now racing time and were trying to join the fun.
William made sure to leave his instructions behind for Remy and her team of merchants. He wanted them to spread rumours about him getting wounded and badly hurt, and his need to go back and rest to heal his wounds.
Such a little twist in facts was something that was enough to stir more people to bet over his loss. He might be cheating, but he didn't feel any bad about doing this.
He wanted to get the most out of this event. And he wouldn't flinch at doing such a thing in return for more profit and less people to get parts of his gains.
"Oh, master was looking for you," and just as the two passed through the guards waiting outside, they entered the weirdly lit lobby of this hotel.
The moment William appeared there, a young worker jumped in front of his path, blocking it.
