Almost all the Riskers gave their attention to the three.
"Hey! You three are late! Are you beginning to slack?!" one man in his twenties laughed.
"That couldn't be, these three are the toughest! They wouldn't slack!" within the crowd, one replied.
This exchange was thrown from here to there while the three; Naron, Temon, and Fobo ignored them with their eyes somewhere else.
"Hey, Fobo, we have some left-overs here!"
"On my way!" Fobo ran over to the ones who shouted.
"Hey, Fobo! You never stop humiliating yourselves for food!" Naron stomped but knew that Fobo will never stop. This made Naron ignore it.
"Naron, you came again." a middle-aged lady smiled sweetly at him as she waved her hand.
Seeing her, Naron made a dumb face, "Lady Yan, of course, I came." he then went straight to her, not aware of his dumb face.
