Chapter 261, The Transferred Villagers_1

The bartender shouted and instinctively took a step forward.

But the cold glares from several heroes stopped him in his tracks.

This place was likely even more luxurious than the City Lord's mansion in Pruell City, and the bartender felt an even deeper sense of reverence.

*Even a fool could see Fang Hao wasn't the ordinary rich heir they had initially imagined.*

Sitting upon the White Bone Throne, Fang Hao furrowed his brows slightly.

He had invited the tavern proprietress to come and assist him, but she had refused.

*For her to send the bartender to plead for help now didn't seem to match her personality at all.*

"What happened? Tell me everything in detail," Fang Hao asked.

The proprietress was quite familiar with him and had provided him with a lot of intelligence before.

Fang Hao preferred to help only with matters that were within his capability, but it also depended on what the matter was.