As soon as they entered the room.
The smell of alcohol hit them in the face.
It was strong.
On the ground, a cluster of scattered wine bottles.
"Are you alright?"
Julius Reed quickly walked up to Quella Radcliffe, his eyes full of concern.
Had something happened in just the few minutes he was gone?
The smile on his face disappeared in an instant.
What replaced it
was a murderous aura.
"I'm fine... I'm alright."
Quella Radcliffe blinked and suddenly threw herself into his arms.
"Julius, I'm glad you're back."
She had really been scared a moment ago.
"Ah..."
Just then,
Slade Stone groaned softly from the ground, drawing everyone's attention to his presence.
"He... he's badly hurt."
Quella Radcliffe said somewhat helplessly, "While you were gone, someone came looking for trouble, it was he... he took it all for us."
"What happened?"
After seeing that Quella Radcliffe and Bamboo Whitaker were unharmed, Julius Reed knelt down to check Slade Stone's injuries.
