"Huh." Nian Bing stood up with a puzzled look, shouting to the knights nearing their group of four, "Chairman Karlo, is that you?"
"Stop—" The knight leading the group suddenly pulled the reins hard. His steed stood on its hind legs with a long neigh, coming to a stop from its gallop. The knights following closely behind, showing their training, came to a halt without a hint of panic, halting neatly behind the leading knight.
"Ah! Bing, it's you! What a surprise." The leading knight jumped off his horse; it was Karlo, the President of Bing Yue Empire's Mercenary Guild. He wore a black leather breastplate, covered by a large cloak, with a long sword strapped to his back. On the left chest of his cloak, there was a golden moon emblem.
Nian Bing came forward, smiling, "Indeed! What a coincidence, Chairman Karlo, are you on your way to complete a mercenary task?"