Chapitre 187: Pauller's Unbridled Enthusiasm

"Oh? You won't even allow us in to chat about the terms?" the merchant asked loudly with a false smile. 

"There's no need," replied Hurman, waving goodbye without turning back to the unwelcome guests. 

"Perhaps we can converse about the tournament? I'm curious which of your grandchildren will be attempting this year."

"Goodbye, Chorgan. And farewell, Mertin. Send my regards to Melida and my grandchildren," added Hurman, vanishing around a corner.

But the ornate merchant wasn't offended. He chuckled lightly, well accustomed to such treatment from his many clients. The merchant glanced at one of the masked men, chuckling louder. "You know, Mertin, your father seems more unwelcoming than ever. Care to explain why that may be?"