"This is also the thought of others in the city, the mercenaries and adventurers. They have already harbored a vendetta against Baron Grudin." The young man stared at him and continued, "If you are willing, my lord, we are ready to serve you—"
The two of them were barely ten meters apart, but Brand shook his head, "My question remains the same: do you seek revenge?"
The young man was taken aback.
He hesitated for a moment and then nodded.
"Then live well," Brand looked at him and replied, "I promise you, but not now."
"My lord?"
Brand said no more. He turned and walked out of the narrow alley, just in time to see others catching up behind him. But facing the young man's sullen face and the boundless anger suppressing in him, Hu Que, Sanfde, and others, who were unaware of the situation, only exchanged puzzled looks.
The young man brushed past them.
"Brand." Only Miss Merchant called him.
