The gaze quickly settled on the young lord sitting on a wooden chair about ten meters ahead.
Grayson displayed a smile and walked briskly.
He approached Lynn and performed a merchant's greeting, his words full of vigor.
"Master Lynn, Grayson has arrived in your territory again!"
Looking at Grayson's radiant face, Lynn curiously asked, "It seems Mr. Grayson has encountered something good recently?"
Grayson raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Master Lynn, how did you know?"
Lynn spoke calmly, "If it weren't for some good fortune, why else would Grayson not come to my territory for over two months?"
"What attracts a merchant more than gold pounds is naturally something better."
Listening to Lynn's explanation, Grayson showed a cunning smile.
He said, "Indeed, nothing escapes Master Lynn."
"During this time, I have been in the Portlands Empire."
Lynn nodded slightly, waiting for Grayson's continued words.
