Seven Years

'Just point me in the right direction?' Kyran asked with raised brows.

'You don't strike me as a businessman type. Why are you trying to haggle for more compensation?'

'I don't even know what you want me to do,' Kyran replied with a shrug. He then turned his attention to the crowd and continued, 'But based on what is happening here now, it requires putting my life on the line.'

'Ahahaha! Hardly,' the old man laughed out loud again.

Although the beast-like around them found the old man's outburst strange this time, they chose to ignore him.

'I saw what you've been through each time you survived without a scratch.'

Kyran did not react to the old man's words, but he noted how he used 'saw' rather than 'know.'

'In any case, though I will only point you in the right direction, I assure you that you will find what you seek.'