"No, no, it's not like that," the peddler said, pointing to the mountain villager beside him. "It's them. They said they have a batch of goods on hand and wanted to ask if you'd be interested."
Ming Feng noticed the peddler blink twice. Curious, he looked at the man beside him. "What exactly do you have?"
The mountain villager rubbed his nose. "Prey. We hunted it all down in the mountains.
"It's just that there's quite a lot of it, and we're in a hurry to get back. That's why we troubled him to bring us here."
"I do actually have a need for that," Ming Feng said. "Just bring over whatever you have. As long as the quality is good, I'll take it all."
This display of wealth made the mountain villager's eyes light up. He nodded happily. "I'll go find my brothers and have them carry the goods over right now.
"It's just that they'll be carrying heavy loads, so they won't be very fast. They might not arrive until dusk. Is that all right?"
