When Han Sen's eyes caught the image of Cheap Sheep, his face turned dark. And being called "boss" was irritating. If he heard the sheep say "bub" again, he'd lose his mind.
The sheep was a traitor, coward, and a bringer of trouble. Just seeing it trot over, Han Sen wanted to kick it away.
Arriving before them, Cheap Sheep merrily said, "Bosses; gurrrl, bub; I have found a bronze shelter not too far from here. It is unoccupied."
"And where is this so-called shelter?" Han Sen released the clenched fist he had been ready to hurl. A bronze shelter might have been a shelter of the lowest tier, but any shelter you commanded was better than no shelter.
If there was a shelter like that, Han Sen really could come and go as he pleased.
"It's situated deep inside a cave, near the Jade Hills. I can take you there," Cheap Sheep said.