"I heard the Knight Tepar say that your spoils of war were snatched away by the Wolf People..."
"Oh, that mission was activated by me and your two uncles. We're about to head over now."
Half-Hanging Insurance patted himself down, huddled with his two old brothers to sort out their gear, and finally took off a Psychic package to hand over to his son like a "red envelope," saying:
"Let's go, the teleportation gate opened by the NPCs is ready. We'll go together. It's like they say, 'Brothers take on the tiger together, father and son join the battlefield.' Let's get you some equipment you can actually use.
Make sure you put on a decent performance later, don't embarrass me and your two uncles.
We three are also well-known figures in Transylvania now. We really can't afford to lose face."
The middle-aged man's anger came and went quickly. Within a few minutes, he was beaming with pride, boasting as he led his clueless son away from the Blood Eagle Corridor.
