Mei Wei stuck her leg out demurely while slightly lifting her skirt. The method of attracting customers that Mei Wei boasted proudly to Conir was none other than the classic honey trap. Just as she expected, the men in front of her were mesmerized by her smooth and fine skin peeking through the slits of her skirt.

The first to come back to his senses was Wei Xin. He thought, ‘Th…this… I almost ordered a ramyeon from this shabby handcart shop…!’

Despite the temptation, Wei Xin still resisted. He turned around, wanting to give a piece of his mind to his guild members, especially the man who shouted ‘Yes!’ more than seven times in a split second. However, someone else beat him to the bush.

“Rolt! You bastard, are you crazy?!”

The White Dragon Guild’s 1st attack leader and overall attack captain, ‘Great Sword Knight’ Brecht vented his anger for him. Brecht was a gigantic man that stood tall at 1.9 meters. He was a charismatic and serious man that could easily overpower and intimidate his guild members with just a single glance.

‘That’s right. As expected of you, Brecht. You’re not someone who gets caught in a honey trap!!!’

Just when he was thinking like that…

“We have ranks for these matters! There are only two people who can sit down in front of that small handcart shop. The guild master and I should be the ones to eat first!”

‘Gasp!!!’

Wei Xin almost choked at Brecht's words. He wanted to give him...