It was still early, and they planned to move tonight.
Wayne was still in the mood to tease Olivia.
"What you mean is it doesn't matter what happens in the tavern. As long as Alan is fine, right?"
Olivia's face turned red from Wayne's teasing. She wanted to explain, but she didn't know where to start.
"I, I'm not. I'm just worried about the people in the tavern!"
Olivia retorted stubbornly.
"Eh? I thought he was a very important good friend of yours."
Wayne continued to ask, the regret on his face was obvious.
"Of course Alan is my good friend!"
When Olivia heard that he was going to deny her friendship with Alan, she immediately refused and retorted.
Wayne gave her a 'you still admit it' look, it made Olivia suddenly realize that she had been too anxious just now.
"I, I..., Uncle Wayne, just tell me about the situation in the tavern. Don't fool me anymore."
