"Not that necessary. Your money is like the hot potato, which I have no interest in." Duren Burg looked at Rayen with a cold smile. Just now, everybody could feel that Rayen had reverted his hostility to Qian Jin, and they were clear that opposing Qian Jin equaled to challenging the entire team.
"The daily rent is one hundred gold coins. Help me take the rental and give it to me when available."
Qian Jin whipped the horse, and marched ahead on its back, without casting a look to Rayen, who was motionless with a sullen face, looking at Qian Jin blankly. He just couldn’t understand how a retinue of the bloodline warrior could treat his master like that, as if they were of equal standing, instead of being in a relationship of hiring and being hired.
"Qian Jin had urged me to help him take the money. Three hundred gold coins for three horse. Thank you." Duren took the gold bars, and whipped the horse to accelerate it, "Wait for me, my comrade."
