"That move of ditching your team was good. Unluckily for you, I already got to hear lots of your care about your team from the mouths of the team themselves."
"I have to teach them how to keep their mouths shut!"
"Of course not! They were the reason behind my interest in you."
"That's specifically why they should be taught a lesson."
William returned to his seat, while touching his soured nose, "don't you have a healing potion with you? Come on! Toss me one."
"Says the man who helped his team with many healing potions already," the old man laughed, but he didn't act stingy and took a potion and threw it to William.
"Now, can we speak a little more seriously please?" William opened the lid of the potion, sniffed its content before adding, "nice stuff you got here."
"It's a dark gold grade potion, so it's good."
"Do you have more? Extras perhaps?"
"What? Do you think I'm opening a charity or something? Brace your luck for having just this vial."