At this time, a sneaky looking young man appeared in front of David's table while the crowd was busy looking at the survivors.
"You were saying something about loans a moment ago, right? Count me in."
The sneaky-looking young man wasn't tall; he looked to be around five feet in height.
On his back was a weird-looking saber.
He was dressed in white leather armor, and with one glance it became evident his situation wasn't good. The armor was torn in several places, exposing his flesh; clearly, he didn't have the money to buy new armor.
David wasn't one to judge his customers by their appearance; he simply smiled at his words and repeated the same questions that he had asked Jin before.
"How much do you need?" David asked in a calm voice, while pondering whether he should take a look at the status report.
