The burly man clenched his fists, his eyes wide open, and his body trembling slightly.
This was the greatest humiliation he had ever suffered in his life.
If it wasn't for the fear of death that Alice's kick had instilled in him, he might have already lost his restraint.
After a long, tense moment, the burly man finally regained some semblance of rationality.
"I... understand," he finally nodded in defeat.
"Get lost!" Alan said with a laugh, delivering a kick to the burly man's backside.
The kick caused the burly man to stagger; he turned around, barely containing the murderous intent in his heart.
However, before he could act, Alice had already slowly risen to her feet, her long sword in hand.
Seeing Alice's figure, the burly man's face turned pale.
Never in his life had he imagined being humiliated by a man hiding behind a woman, and not just once.
