208 Chapter 208 - Curtain Call (1/2)
Over by Ray's Bar, most of the people had already left. The Amethyst Rebirth ladies also said their goodbyes and took their leave. With their departure, Young Master Han and Brother Assist dove straight into that room that they were always occupying. War Without Wounds and Royal God Call rushed over in no time. Seeing that the bar was nearly empty, they quickly figured out what had happened and also hurriedly made their way to their usual room.
Inside, Brother Assist was currently counting all the gold coins they had earned from this business venture as Young Master Han looked on. War Without Wounds and Royal God Call originally intended to ask about the situation with Silver Moon, but the thought quickly fled their minds upon seeing the dazzling pile of gold coins on the table. The two asked instead, ”How much?”
Brother Assist just finished emptying the last coin pouch. Lifting his head to look at the two, Brother Assist steadied himself first before he carefully announced, ”18400 gold coins!”
”WOW!” War Without Wounds and Royal God Call almost fainted from happiness.
”We collected 3000 gold coins more than what we had initially expected. Although some guilds out there did not come despite our invitation, even more people whom we had not invited turned up.” Brother Assist picked up two coin pouches and weighed them in his hand. Before the four men was not a small mountain of gold coins but a pile of coin pouches stacked up high.
”18400 gold coins… Each of us gets 4580 gold coins! AHHHHH!” Royal God Call danced excitedly. Players could strut on the streets if they had several hundreds of gold coins in their pouches, while those with several thousands of gold coins could nonchalantly order two glasses of liquor in the taverns in one go – one to drink and one to pour to waste.
”We can't split that much; we have to give some to Drifting,” Brother Assist corrected.
”That's true. I'll pass it to him, then!” Royal God Call nobly volunteered.
No one bothered with him.
”How much are we giving Drifting?” Brother Assist asked Young Master Han.
”You gotta at least give me 4000 gold coins, yeah?” someone answered. The four followed the voice's origin and saw Drifting standing by the entrance of their room. Drifting stared fixedly at the mountain of coin pouches, but his expression was a lot calmer than Royal God Call and War Without Wounds.
”Who are you? Get out!” Royal God Call went over to drive him out.
Drifting reached out, ruffled Royal God Call's hair, and he pulled him to the side.
”I wanna have a deathmatch with you!” Royal God Call declared, fuming.
Two more heads poked out from behind Drifting. It was Left Hand of Love and Right Hand of Cool.
”Duel means one versus one. You better not play foul!” Royal God Call quickly added.
No one bothered with him.
Left Hand of Love and Right Hand of Cool retracted their heads as Drifting entered the room and casually occupied a seat, ”I'm the one who has done the most work today, so I deserve to take 4000 gold coins!”
He was not necessarily lying. When Drifting became the man of the hour due to Gu Fei's disruption, he had to 'entertain' all those leaders and fend off all their queries as best as he could. As for Young Master Han and Brother Assist, all they had to deal with was the mental roller-coaster that the situation had created. They came close to problems but always managed to extricate themselves from it. The point was that it was not a particularly tiresome task, so it was definitely not as difficult as what Drifting had to go through.
”Didn't we already agree on 3000 gold coins before?” Young Master Han began to negotiate with Drifting.
”When did we settle on that?” Drifting shot back.
”You opened with 3000, and I accepted that!” Young Master Han raised his three fingers.
”Didn't you show me two fingers to represent 2000 gold coins, to which I said we would discuss the matter later?” Drifting refuted his claim.
Young Master Han shook his head and lifted his two fingers, ”You're mistaken. This doesn't mean 2000 gold coins. This means 'Oh, yeah. I accept!'”
Drifting was flabbergasted.
”Stop nagging! Since you've already settled the price, just take your money and leave!” Royal God Call quickly lifted three pouches of 1000 gold coins and tossed them over to Drifting.
”Forget it. 3000 gold coins it is!” Drifting waved his hand, showing his generosity. He then took the three pouches and stood up, ”I'll take my leave now.” With that, he left.
Royal God Call stuck himself next to the doorway and watched Drifting leave the bar before turning around and laughing uproariously.
”What's so funny?” the three asked, nonplussed.
”That d*mb*ss!” Royal God Call replied between breaths, ”Out of the three coin pouches I gave him, one only has 400 gold coins in it.”
The three exchanged glances.
”It's time for us to split the money!” Royal God Call did some quick maths, ”There are 16000 thousand gold coins here, so we can just take 4000 gold coins each.”
War Without Wounds was about to say something when Young Master Han waved his hand to interrupt, ”Let's split the money evenly! Let's not worry about the minor details, or this will never end.”
War Without Wounds was intending to mention the extra compensation he was promised at the start, but he decided to just forget about it when he heard Young Master Han's words. This whole matter had plenty of twists and turns, and it was truly not possible to quickly make a proper account of everything, so they might as well split everything evenly and be done with the matter completely.
As the four grabbed four coin pouches each, the curtain of the room rustled once more. The four of them looked up and Brother Assist was the first to speak, ”Hey, Sword Demon!”
Sword Demon nodded in greeting, entered the room, and took a seat.
The four were still holding on to their coin pouches, and for some unknown reason, the sight of Sword Demon made them feel somewhat ashamed. War Without Wounds pushed one of the coin pouches in front of him over to Sword Demon, ”Want one?”
Sword Demon smilingly shook his head.