Brother Tempest merely scoffed. "I’ll be seeing you tomorrow,” he spoke before leaving the scene.
"How much is the total, Boss?"
Yvonne merely gave a small smile before taking out about 8 thousand bucks and placed it on the table." This includes our meal and taking care of the three corpses," she spoke. "Shouldn't be a problem, right?"
"No, no problem at all. Of course there'd be no problem!"
The boss immediately ran out while cackling out loud before saying, “F*ck. Brother Tempest and his men are no good people; I've been patient with them for quite some time. These people are used to bullying the weak, and the people weren't bold enough to stand up t o them. Not to mention, they never once paid for anything when they ate here. They kept telling me that they owe me for the time being and their debt has snowballed to several thousand bucks now. They’ve never paid once."
"Yeah, we always wanted these people dead. Thank you, kind sir!”
"Yeah! That veteran sure is something. He took care of them without breaking a sweat!"
Praises began to gush from the spectators as they hailed Fane.
It was then when an old man took two steps forward toward Fane.
"Buddy, take my advice and leave Middle Province as soon as possible," advised the old man. "Don't attend the fight. They have strength in numbers, and there are plenty of powerhouses in the Eagle Clan. Only by escaping here and leaving as far as possible will you b e able to live."
Fane merely chuckled. He did not seem alarmed in the slightest.
"Don’t you worry, Grandpa. As long as I'm here, those people will never see the light of day!"
"Sigh, Brother Fane, if it wasn't for me, you wouldn’t have crossed those people from the Eagle Clan. What are you going to do? Are you actually going to meet them for the fight tomorrow?"
Tiger sighed, the guilt overwhelming him at that instant.
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