"This is the Flame Dragon Tribe. We must hurry to the Restful Night Building to handle check-in procedures, otherwise weāll have no rooms available later." Lun quietly reminded them from the side. Their current appearance was something he had grown accustomed to witnessing.
He was originally a service staff member at the Central Market. Merely a senior member of the Flame Dragon Tribe. It was only that he was selected to perform as an actor. Daily, at the Central Market, he encountered all manner of people. So, peopleās astonished expressions were nothing new to him. Some were so shocked until their jaws couldnāt close, some so shocked until they could no longer speak coherently.
Simultaneously, some were shocked into momentary indecision about what actions to take. There were all manner of diverse reactions.
"What is the Restful Night Building? Just now at the gate entrance, we heard this was a place for sleeping," Bo asked curiously.
He now felt extremely curious about the entire Flame Dragon Tribe, no longer urgently needing to meet Ga.
Currently, he only wanted to quickly understand the entire Flame Dragon Tribe, especially those peculiar, sacred, yet aspirational structures.
"We are going to sleep here, how?" Luc followed up with his question.
Both menās expressions resembled people whoād never seen the world, completely disregarding othersā gazes upon them.
Anyway, their gazes toward everything appeared highly shocked. Were it not for maintaining their final dignity, they would probably prostrate themselves on the ground examining those stone roads.
"Once you two arrive, youāll understand. I recommend you hurry to book rooms, otherwise rooms will quickly become unavailable." Lun felt these two people were genuinely difficult to serve. Secretly rolling his eyes, he said. "Even if youāre intelligence agents from the Chieftainās Tribe, arriving late cannot be excused. If there is no accommodation available, then thatās it."
"Why? At the entrance, we already received special treatment, didnāt we? So why canāt rooms be provided for us?" Bo expressed slight dissatisfaction. He still understood that the main gate required weapons to be confiscated, yet the Flame Dragon Tribeās people had not confiscated their weapons.
This was also the reason Bo felt somewhat elated. So just now, hearing Lun mention rooms would become unavailable if they arrived lateā¦ And hearing that even being Gaās people made no difference, naturally, he felt displeased.
"Exactly! Why treat us differently now? Since the main gate treated us as special, why canāt our accommodations receive the same special treatment?" Lucās face showed complete dissatisfaction, appearing ready for combat.
"You two Warriors donāt understand. Rooms are all exchanged using dried meat. If you arrive late, rooms would have been completely exchanged by others." Lun deliberately displayed a very awkward appearance, continuing. "Our Flame Dragon Tribe is a Market Tribe. We canāt accept someoneās items, then expel them, can we?"
This entire explanation was pre-scripted for him, designed to create the impression that the Restful Night Building was extremely popular. Later, when the two men returned to their Tribe, they would have stories to tell, which would conversely attract even more visitors.
"Then stop wasting your breath. Hurry up. In any case, if you have no accommodation for us, you must find a solution." Bo didnāt care what the other party said.
"Yes, letās hurry this way. Taking a carriage will be much faster." Lun already knew the other party had taken the bait.
Now, preparation for the second step commenced. The second prepared element was the carriage; also something that would shock them.
"Carriage? Whatās a carriage?" Luc frowned and asked. Truly, hearing too many unfamiliar vocabulary terms made him internally displeased.
For some, arriving in an unfamiliar environment beyond their cognitive range, seeing too many unrecognizable objects inevitably feels somewhat embarrassing.
"Itās right ahead. A transportation vehicle that will allow us to rapidly move, saving a ton of time." Lun did not turn his head, extending his hand to stop a pre-positioned carriage nearby, opening the curtain for both men to board.
The two men stood beside it, shocked into speechlessness, both pairs of eyes fixedly staring at this carriage.
Truly examining it from top to bottom, left to right. Every aspect was being scrutinized. They also felt extremely curious about that horse.
"Is this your Flame Dragon Tribeās beast? How is it so obedient?" Bo could not help asking.
Truly, this carriage appeared extremely obedient whether stationary or moving. particularly under the whip the driver held.
"Is that weapon the reason these beasts obey? Is it the crucial element?" Luc asked urgently. He had no interest in sitting inside the carriage, constantly lifting the curtain to observe the driverās operations outside.
"I donāt know either. This was created by the previous Chieftain, but he wasā¦ was immediately killed by the new Chieftain without explanation. So, nobody knowsā¦" Lun shrugged helplessly. He was truly performing an excellent theatrical piece. Even internally, he could not help praising himself.
"Even the person operating this beast ahead doesnāt know?" Bo frowned, unconvinced.
Yet simultaneously, it felt like the explanation made perfect sense. Truly, this scene appeared extraordinarily mystical.
"He certainly doesnāt know. When he received this assignment, he merely held the whip and simply learned basic techniques."
Lun still shrugged helplessly, continuing: "Perhaps later heāll understand."
He did not want to explain too much. After all, there was a saying, ātalking more invites more troubleā.
Bo and Luc withdrew their curiosity, beginning to sit steadily inside the carriage.
The carriage interior also had small curtains on both sides, essentially functioning as windows. Both men continuously poked their heads out, observing the exterior.
The carriageās forward speed was extraordinarily fast. Approximately ten-plus minutes later, they arrived before the Restful Night Building.
"Disembark. Weāve arrived. Seems like weāre quite fortunate today. Many people are still behind us. There should be rooms available for us."
Lun jumped down from the carriage first. After all, he needed to demonstrate how to properly disembark for both men.
He did not want to do this for them, but couldnāt allow them to get embarrassed at this moment. Currently, the most important matter was establishing their trust.
Bo had originally worried about disembarking, initially considering simply jumping down.
But internally, he immediately rejected this behaviour, thinking the local people probably did not disembark this way.
If he directly jumped down from above, wouldnāt that be extremely embarrassing? Originally, entering this Tribe and involuntarily exclaiming had been sufficiently humiliating.
Internally, he continuously reproached himself for such behaviour. He truly looked like a clueless man from some backwater.
An intelligence agent lacking sophistication? How long would people mock such behaviour? He definitely did not want to show such a humiliating display.
Luc followed closely behind, disembarking with similar technique. He also felt that the small step ladder was a bit meaningless, directly jumping out would be more straightforward.