「A few hours later.」
Colin walked out of the Butcher's Guild, carrying five moneybags, and stepped onto a main street in the Dock District.
He glanced back at the building behind him.
It was a three-story wooden building painted red, with a sign shaped like a meat cleaver hanging by the entrance. The Butcher's Guild managed every butcher shop in Thousand Masts City, controlling the entire city-state's meat supply.
He had sold almost all the dragon meat to the Butcher's Guild. After all, no single butcher shop in Thousand Masts City could handle that much dragon meat.
"You were in there for a while," Dorn said, speaking up first from his spot on the roadside. "How much did you sell it for?"
"I sold it for over two thousand Gold Coins. I already had them cut up the gold bars for you all. Take your shares first," Colin said.
