Fang Zhen saw someone burst in and tightened his grip on his long spear in an instant, ready for battle.
But when he got a clear look at the person who had burst into the tavern, he couldn't help but chuckle, and his right hand, gripping the spear, relaxed slightly.
The person who had rushed into the tavern was the freckle-faced boy, Leon.
"Sir, sir!" Leon's face was flushed red, and he looked incredibly excited. He spotted Fang Zhen the moment he entered the tavern and, shouting excitedly, rushed over to Fang Zhen's table.
"Don't be so jumpy. I mean, don't get so worked up over every little thing," Fang Zhen said. "What is it? What happened?"
"It's Fast-legged Ethan! Ethan just ran back from the Dark Forest! He was shouting as he ran, 'The goblins are dead! All the goblins are dead!'" Leon was still extremely excited, his voice a near-shout.
"What? The Goblin Tribe has been wiped out?"
