Aside from the hundred warhorses, there were ten four-horse drawn carriages driven in by Alan, loaded with bulging goods.
A total of sixty thousand jin of barley!
Once the deal was confirmed, George was tasked with arranging personnel for unloading and loading, while Lynn led Alan toward the tavern.
As they walked, Alan spoke, "Master Lynn, I assume I am not the first member of the Brown Clan to come to your domain for trade, am I?"
Lynn glanced at him and replied, "Indeed, you are not."
Alan's question was quite tactical.
Of course, Alan asked this to gauge information about Grayson from Lynn.
But just by affirming from Lynn that he was not the first, Alan could confirm his suspicions.
Alan seemed to sigh before continuing, "Having a caring sister, and someone as esteemed as you, Master Lynn, while being so diligent and hardworking..."
"It is only reasonable if Grayson becomes the patriarch of the Brown Clan."
