Compared to the slightly despondent feeling the other exhibited during their last meeting in Neum.
At the moment, the Wood appearing at the tavern entrance made Xia Nan reminisce about the scene of their first meeting.
The middle-aged man's already ordinary face became even more inconspicuous under the occupation's extremely low presence trait. His agile figure under the fitted black outfit seemed ready to merge into the street's shadows at any second;
His waist was bulging, faintly revealing the two sheaths hanging at his legs' side, the sharpness hidden within them intermittently visible in his steady and resolute gaze.
Perhaps ordinary people couldn't distinguish his current situation just through the seemingly unchanged attire.
But Xia Nan, with his highly sensitive perception, noticed with just one glance that Wood was in a fully armed adventurous state as a professional-level wanderer.
The man's energy and spirit were completely different from those in Neum.
