The finely dressed man's face twisted again when he heard this, but he also couldn't help feeling a chill run down his spine.
For some reason, he actually felt a trace of fear when he heard this threat from this young boy.
He didn't understand why he would feel fear from this clearly weak threat.
But at the same time, he started feeling shame from feeling fear because of this threat.
He wanted to say something else, but Jessica had already moved forward so that she was in between me and the finely dressed man. She had unsheathed her sword and it was being pointed at the finely dressed man.
So the finely dressed man had no choice but to back down.
He glared at us for a few more seconds before turning to storm off.
As he was leaving, he didn't forget to add, "You thugs won't get away with this! Wait until the count hears about this, then you'll regret it!"
