"Woah, woah, what do you think you're doing, attacking my friend?" Ty's voice rose in defense of the fairy.
Gui-Jun's disdain was palpable as he retorted, "Who authorized you to have a rodent pet?"
The coin in Ty's grasp began to heat up, his anger manifesting as the coin burned. With a tense expression, he flexed his hand, still restrained by the shackle, and exerted force on the coin, sending it flying back towards Gui-Jun.
"Seems to be everyone except you. Maybe ask—" Ty's defiant reply was cut short as the situation escalated dramatically.
In the blink of an eye, the bars of the cell shattered, and Gui-Jun's hand was gripping Ty's face. His words were a venomous hiss, "If it was up to me, you'd be dead right now, you piece of filth. Your kind does not belong in this world!"
