"N-nothing…" That man moved his Adam's apple. He suddenly realized his back was soaked in cold sweat after making sure that pair of weird father and daughter had gone far.
If not for that burnt hole on the tree and the burnt smell in the air, he almost couldn't believe that the little fireball tossed out by that cute little girl was so terrifying.
"What's up?"
"Let's go. Let's find some other place to drink." That man quickly put his arm around his friend and strode away. He had confirmed that it was an existence that he couldn't afford to antagonize. He didn't know how they had annoyed them, but it would be best for them to drink more and talk less.
"Father, they are badmouthing our restaurant. Why don't you let me teach them a lesson?" Amy, who was sitting in her little seat, asked Mag who was riding in front.
"We will stoop to their level if we are to argue with them. We can do that, but it's unnecessary." Mag shook his head with a smile.
