"What is this woman doing here?"
Leonard Churchill mumbled in his heart, but quickly averted his gaze.
He noted that the eldest miss of the Lionheart Family gave the newcomers a glance as she entered the tavern.
He confirmed that this was not a hunter group in disguise as the Lionheart family's guards.
Among the others, apart from the two leaders who wore the emblems of the Flamingo Hunter Group, the rest looked like temporarily recruited members.
They were here in the tavern for Elder Clinton and his grandson Colin as well.
This was the normal protocol when a hunter group embarked on an adventure and recruited temporary teammates along the way.
"Is the miss playing a hunter's game?"
If it were their first meeting, Leonard would have made such a guess.
But it was because they had interacted a few times that he knew how intelligent and arrogant this woman actually was.
She would never engage in such naive activities which held no true meaning.
