Thomas merely chucked seeing Miler leaving and wave his wineglass and said with a grin, "Cheers, young master Miler!"
Miler's cold harrumph sounded, but he didn't turn around and quickly leave with sullen Grace.
Thomas finally looked at Feng and said with a knowing smile after he looked at those dumbfounded busty maids in Feng's arms, "Brother, you're indeed a player. Why don't you come and drink while we chat about life?"
Ace felt his Thomas was quite amusing. He didn't know which tribe he belonged to, nor did Feng have any memory of this demon tribe, but his character was quite to his liking, and he even lends a hand despite knowing Feng's status.
Ace looked at those two maids, who were bewildered by what he did. He knew Feng would've never dared to offend the cloud demon tribe so bluntly, nor he would flirt with Grace like this, so their confusion and shock were justified.
