The golden afternoon sunshine that was originally shining through the wooden window was now piercing through the dust in the venue. The floor was filled with a hint of gunpowder, occasionally making a creaking sound, like a scream in the silence.
However, the atmosphere gradually eased as Lanci replaced Frey, chose to sincerely apologize to everyone, and emotionally analyzed the cause and conclusion of the misunderstanding.
Through continuous efforts to communicate, the atmosphere in the venue gradually eased a bit.
A cool breeze blew between the old doors, and the bamboo curtains made a rustling sound, like a gentle lullaby. It eased the irritable mood of the fighters in the venue during this naptime.
Lanci's unhurried words, along with his friendly attitude, which was completely different from Frey's, seemed to make the fighters feel that perhaps they could indeed retreat a step.
"..."
For a while, Hyperion didn't quite know how to judge the combination of Frey and Lanci.
