Dunuo took the money pouch from Luo'er, revealing his dark, yellow teeth in a grin and breathed out a foul stench of alcohol. Luo'er involuntarily wrinkled his nose and took a step back.
Dunuo glanced at Luo'er, then said in a leisurely manner, "Tomorrow afternoon, wait for me at this tavern. Make sure you bring enough money!"
"Why not in the morning?" asked Luo'er.
"Is it you seeking me or am I seeking you?" Dunuo retorted after taking a sip of his drink.
"I'm sorry, then I'll wait for you here tomorrow afternoon. I hope you'll hold up your end of the deal!" said Luo'er, neither humble nor arrogant.
"If you don't bring enough money, don't blame me for turning hostile!"
"I understand!"
