"Shut up!" Leah Tyson yelled fiercely, turning her head to glare at the young man. Clearly, this beauty held significant authority in her everyday dealings, enough for the young man to dare not speak any further.
"What's so precious about a Sweat Horse? If he said he'll compensate me for my car, then he will. Any problem with that?" Finn Lewis sneered, raising an eyebrow.
"Sir, you're being exceedingly unreasonable! 1.1 billion Flame Nation coins, what car could potentially worth that much?" Leah Tyson retorted immediately, eyebrow raised, staring at Finn Lewis.
"Unreasonable? Ha, Sweat Horse, right? Fine." Finn Lewis chuckled twice. Without another word, he turned and walked towards his car. Finn's car seemed sandwiched between two other vehicles, but there apparently was no damage.
