(Diao chan POV)
Manami flung the trash that showed us his memories away, his body smashing into the crates and toppling all the antiques that were stacked on top of them.
These pieces of trash… They wanted to hurt Master right behind our backs? Do they think we will allow this?!
No…
Right now Master could be in trouble! We must go back and save him!
"How… Dare… You…" Lian Li whispered, glaring at Hector.
"First of all, I had nothing to do with this," Hector argued, raising a finger into the air. "Second of all, do you girls actually think you possess the power and influence to go against the Merchant's Guild?"
I stepped forward, my hand reaching down to pull out a knife I had strapped to my thigh.
I slashed out my hand in an arc, my knife cutting that little piece of trash's wrist.
