This adventurer is overly righteous.

"arrive."

Because of the bumpy ride, Kroya still couldn't fall asleep. As the oxcart stopped, Kroya opened his eyes, rolled off the oxcart, and there it was, White Rock Town was right in front of him. Kroya took out eight copper coins from his pocket and prepared to hand them to the driver.

Although he wanted to haggle, Kroya was too tired to do so, so he decided to just let the guy have it for free.

However, to Croa's surprise, the driver shook his head and refused to accept the money.

I should be the one giving you the money...

The coachman thought to himself, after all, he would never have dared to set off without Kroya, who in effect took on the responsibility of guarding him.

But if that were the case, according to the market price, he would have to give Croya a sum of money that would be quite painful for him. He was a bit stingy and reluctant to part with it, but he was also unwilling to charge the fare again.

"I don't want the previous ones either."

The coachman then handed eight copper coins back to Croya, which was the fare he had previously received from Croya.

"All right."

Kroya didn't say anything more, just taking it as the guy having a change of heart, and then walked towards Whitestone Town.

Kroya's current attire could only be described as disheveled, but the townspeople of White Rock Town who came and went did not pay much attention to it, and simply kept a safe distance from Kroya.

"They're adventurers..."

The townspeople of Whitestone were used to seeing adventurers like this and didn't pay much attention to them. This actually made things easier for Kroya, because wherever he went, the people would automatically make way for him.

Kroya bought a new set of clothes; the old one had been ruined because it was stained with too much goblin blood. After washing up, he made sure there were no traces of his battle with goblins in the wild before heading to the Adventurers' Guild in White Rock Town to submit his quest.

Stepping into the Adventurers' Guild's hall, one is greeted by a group of idle adventurers. The Adventurers' Guild is responsible not only for issuing quests and managing adventurers, but also for providing them with a place to gather, food, drinks, and even gambling tables.

Adventurers who carry weapons are considered dangerous and unstable individuals. Most inns and taverns refuse to accommodate these skilled and troublesome adventurers. In the eyes of the residents of Whitestone Town, adventurers are not seen as good people.

If the Adventurers' Guild hadn't intervened, the White Mushroom Tavern that Kroya had visited earlier wouldn't have accepted adventurers.

The numerous adventurers were thus scattered throughout the Whitestone Town in various taverns and inns that had partnered with the Adventurers' Guild. As for the gambling tables, only Adventurers' Guilds that could easily suppress their adventurers dared to let them fight each other at the gambling tables, not caring what the consequences would be if they lost too much.

Kroya walked through these chaotic areas, feeling many eyes on him, all of them adventurers, some of whom he recognized.

When that woman named Salis extended a warm invitation to Kroya, he sensed some ill-intentioned glances—those who were dissatisfied with him were now in the Adventurers' Guild.

"It's Bai Xiaozi who's here."

As Croa walked past a table, someone spoke ill of him while whistling, which made his companions burst into laughter.

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It took Kroya a second to guess that the nickname "White Boy" was probably something these illiterate or semi-literate people came up with to mock him.

The implication is roughly that it's mocking Croja's pale complexion, comparing him to a spoiled, incompetent young master. If interpreted with even more malicious intent, it could also be interpreted as an insult, calling Croja a male prostitute...

Adventurers are never a glamorous profession. There are plenty of good-for-nothings in the profession who have nothing but the courage to pick up a weapon. Carter once mentioned this to Kroya and told him to be careful.

But Croya didn't care. These people were drunkards, gamblers, deadbeats with huge debts, and scum. Getting angry with them would be a waste of his energy.

Kroya ignored them and went straight to the counter where Miss Millie was in charge, ready to submit his task.

"What a pretentious show-off."

Some people were dissatisfied with Croya's attitude. After several days of rumors, they had come to believe that Croya was a rich, weak, and useless young master who had nothing to offer except his good looks.

Moreover, the other party has only been in this adventurers' guild for about half a month, and is undoubtedly a newcomer with little strength, making them easy to bully.

Logically speaking, such a person would probably blush upon hearing such an insult, which would be interesting and amusing. However, Kroya's reaction was too indifferent, so indifferent that it made them feel uncomfortable.

They were completely ignored, as if they were just goblins on the roadside.

So someone silently stretched out their foot on the road where Croa was passing by, the meaning of which was quite clear.

Let's teach this kid a lesson...

Kroya noticed this, as the other person made almost no attempt to conceal their malice, so he forcefully stomped on the other person's foot.

"what!"

The adventurer never expected that Kroya would dare to step on him directly. He felt an immense force pressing down on his shinbone, as if his shinbone was about to be broken at any moment.

Kroya lightened the pressure on his foot, allowing the adventurer to pull his leg back.

"You bastard!"

The adventurer trembled with rage and reached for the sword at his waist.

However, Croa was faster than him.

"Don't move."

Kroya's sword was not drawn, but it was already pressed against the adventurer's neck, causing the other to stop in his tracks in embarrassment.

Because of the goblin incident, Kroya was in a bad mood and harbored some resentment.

"Anyone else looking to cause trouble?"

Kroya shouted loudly in the hall, but no one responded.

So he hung his sword back on his waist and continued walking toward the counter where Miss Millie was in charge.

Only by demonstrating a certain level of strength can one avoid trouble when facing these adventurers. Kroya now agrees with what Carter said; these guys are indeed quite boring.

However, Croa could also sense that these guys weren't all convinced and might find another opportunity to cause him trouble in the future. So he memorized some of their faces and would be more careful in the future.

"You're starting to become a mature adventurer, Chroya."

Miss Millie had naturally witnessed Croja's performance and she quite approved of his actions.

Bullying of new adventurers by veterans is quite common in adventurers' guilds and almost impossible to stop. The more weak and kind an adventurer seems, the more likely they are to be bullied.

Only by demonstrating his strength like Kroya will those old men take him seriously, and they, who bully the weak and fear the strong, will turn to other targets.

This can be considered the first step a novice adventurer takes towards maturity, and Kroya has done a great job.