She looked like she had a lingering fear. Although she was a little angry, she did not continue to cause trouble.
The two male elves seemed to have wanted to interfere at first.
However, they soon saw Beanna's armband and chose to remain silent.
"The Windchaser's armband is quite useful."
After watching the three elves leave, Matthew couldn't help but tease,
"To be honest, I didn't expect you to become…"
He couldn't find the right words to describe it.
In Matthew's mind, Beanna was still an ignorant, quiet, and reserved girl.
"A shrew?"
Beanna smiled and sat down. Her posture was still very elegant, and there was nothing wrong with her etiquette.
"I have no choice. Most of the people here bully the weak and fear the strong. I can only act tough to survive better.
