Their murmurs became louder and more fingers started pointing at her, her panic increased, she felt her heart ramming against her chest wall, she was scared of getting caught, implicating her sect and implicating him, she prayed in her mind that he would find her before things get out of hand.
"She must be the flame sect witch!" someone among them shouted.
"The flame sect witch...does that mean we are all going to die,"
"Isn't she supposed to be in the wind sect, how did she appear here, it can't be,"
The waiter started coming closer to her while she moved back, she noticed her gloves still in his hands, she fixated her eyes on his hands, trying to devise a way to get her gloves back without causing any damage but before she could find a way, he had already gripped her elbow.
"I don't care if you are the flame sect witch or not, you better pay up," he threatened even though he knows very well that he is just bluffing.
