The carriage soon arrived at Hemp Street, and a familiar tavern came into view.

The three of them stepped out and entered the tavern one by one, pushing open the door.

“The tavern isn’t open for business right now, so how can I help...!”

The large man who greeted them flinched as soon as he recognized Penelope’s face. The other men in the tavern reacted similarly. Judging by their disheveled appearances, they’d been idling their time away.

"Unemployed, just as I thought."

It seemed that after Penelope had thoroughly shut down their illegal gambling den, they hadn’t dared to consider starting anything new.

As expected, Jack greeted her with a surprised expression.