Chen Yu had no interest in pretty words. His gaze went straight past Casimir, landing on the ornate chest held by the blood-bat servants behind him.
"Sir Casimir, you should be well aware that we are interested in the bounty, not some 'friendship' that sounds wonderful but is ultimately empty."
Hearing this, the corner of Casimir's mouth twitched.
'These Undead are completely obsessed with money,' he thought. 'They're still thinking about that bounty, even now.'
The thought flashed through his mind, but he maintained an elegant smile.
"Of course, of course."
Casimir's tone was sincere, as if speaking from the bottom of his heart. "Lord Salazar places immense importance on the alliance with your esteemed domain. He specifically instructed me, time and again, to ensure the bounty that was deposited with the Mercenary Corps was returned to your hands personally, without a single Gold Coin missing."
