"Who says that I have lost?"
Alex looked down with a neutral expression.
Chavel on the ground was flapping her wing to clean up the dust on her body before looking up with a dumbfounded expression. Choong Duy also had a similar expression and completely forgot that his wife was blown to the ground.
"You… You are…" The couple had no doubt about that technique, and the memory about it is still fresh in their mind. They never thought that they could see this technique again with their eyes.
They quickly flew toward him and cupped their hands. "We greet the benefactor."
"…" Alex had expected this before, but the fact it wasn't him made him a little bit uncomfortable. "He is he. I am not your benefactor."
