"In just a few minutes, you spent 10,000 Gold Coins, boss. Don't you have anything to say?" Wes leaned on the carriage, watching Tang Mo emerge from the tavern, ready to climb into the carriage.
By Tang Mo's side followed the old man, Li'ao, the former leader of the Silver Fox Tavern, who was now Tang Mo's butler.
For Tang Mo, Roger was more than just a butler, so in a way, Li'ao might become the real "butler" in Tang Mo's residence in the future.
"At least from now on, when you come here for a drink, you won't have to pay," Tang Mo said as he got into the carriage.
"Ha! That is indeed good news!" Wes closed the door of the carriage after Li'ao had climbed in.
Sitting in the rocking carriage, Li'ao looked at Tang Mo in front of him and curiously asked, "Aren't you worried that we'll betray you after taking the money?"
"Why?" Tang Mo sat in the carriage, looking at the old man Li'ao who raised the question, "Why would you betray me?"
