As King City of Dorne was thrown into chaos, the door to Tang Mo's guest hall was pushed open from the outside, and two dwarves from afar stepped into the room where Tang Mo was.
They courteously saluted Tang Mo, and then they were arranged to sit not far from him.
"It is a great honor to meet you, Mr. Tang," a dwarf with a full beard said politely.
The other dwarf also added, "Your reputation has already spread to the Ice Cold Kingdom."
"You flatter me," Tang Mo said with a smile, casually crossing his legs and flicking the burnt ash of his cigarette into the ashtray, before speaking modestly, "We're all busy people, so there's no need to beat around the bush. I'm sure you haven't come to tell me that bards have spread my deeds to the Ice Cold Kingdom, have you?"
"Mr. Tang, here's the thing," the dwarf sitting beside him, who was clearly an assistant, started the conversation.
