"Gulp," Macbeth swallowed the marmalade, closed his eyes to carefully savor the "delicious" taste, and then opened his eyes to look at Richard and the other two. "What are you following me for? It seems you're all quite curious. Well, it's no big deal telling you. What I brought you here for is actually quite simple—it's... to kill someone."
"Kill someone?" Nancy was taken aback. "Kill who?" Clearly, the person worthy of Macbeth, a certified Wizard, going out of his way to kill was definitely not an ordinary person.
Macbeth smiled lightly and did not directly answer Nancy's question. Instead, he gestured around the room, asking the three, "Do you see that this inn is quite lively?"
"Uh..." The three of them looked around and indeed found it very lively; most of the seats were filled. To say there was no vacancy was a bit of an exaggeration, but it was almost true. If Macbeth hadn't been wealthy, they might not have been able to pick out a quiet corner spot.