Was it possibly him?" the man asked.
Chung Pung narrowed his eyes, his instincts tingling with suspicion. Something about this entire situation felt off. However, before he could act on his concerns, the other hunters around him responded eagerly.
"Yeah! That's him!" they said with excitement.
"You sure?" the man pressed, wanting absolute confirmation.
"Yeah, there's no way we'd forget him," one of them added confidently.
Chung Pung let out a deep sigh, rubbing his face in frustration.
Having been a hunter for many years, he knew when something was amiss. He also knew exactly what kind of place this tavern was. While it served as a resting spot where hunters could enjoy food and drinks, it was also a hub of information exchange.
Intel collectors, spies, and informants lurked here at all times, eavesdropping on conversations between patrons.
