"I feel like I'm not very popular here."
The Grass Dragon ambled over, laden with bundles big and small.
Dragon Cypress: "Welcome to Cloud Trace Continent, my friend."
Grass Dragon: "…"
Grass Dragon: "Why didn't those two little guys, Blue Catalpa and Snakebark Maple, come greet me?"
Dragon Cypress: "They've been running around with me for days, just went back to the mountain to rest."
Dragon Cypress chuckled and asked, "Grass Dragon, are these from Melde? Your start-up funds as an independent roving merchant?"
"No——"
The Grass Dragon stopped, controlled the spider silk ropes tying the goods, untied them, and unloaded bags one after another while explaining:
"Last early winter at the Dulai Flame Spider Tribe gathering, Lupine and I secretly observed White Ivy and Yellow Peach. Judging from how high they bounced as they walked, we figured they'd made a lot of profit, and a lot at that."
After the joke, they got down to business.
