Chapter 212: trade

Sammy Yare looked over in the direction of the sound and saw three people walking out from the back room of the bar. Leading the group was an old man with a cane, and on either side of him stood two people with grim faces, a man and a woman.
The person who was applauding was the old man.
His hair has completely grayed out, and he looks like he is in his seventies or eighties, but he looks energetic. He has a kind face, yet has a strong aura.
While clapping, he said, "As expected, he is...