Old Xu, who really didn't feel like playing charades, activated his Tongyou Intention and then got a shock, "Where did the remaining three thousand five hundred gold go?"
"Of course it's to pay our respects to the Steward."
Kaba said matter-of-factly.
"We're the guards transporting the goods, why should we pay him money?"
Old Xu said angrily, because he knew Kaba was telling the truth, but he simply couldn't understand why that fat bastard on the stage should get three thousand five hundred gold for doing nothing.
"If we don't pay him, why should he handpick us to escort the cargo?"
