Jack was looking at the show interestingly. Looking at two balloons bullying a needle, they don't know she is a needle for them now.
Everyone in the restaurant was also watching the show, looking at the beast girl with pity. Maybe she wasn't a slave, but after this instance, she became a slave, upon that man's declaration.
"Well, she can't be a slave, I'll let her bring me a spirit wine, let her do that." Suddenly a voice sounded.
Everyone was shocked, stiffly turned, and glanced in the corner direction. A young man with a slim build, 18 to 20 years old, sharp-faced, dark black hair, wearing simple clothes, was standing there.
"Bring his head to me," one of the obese boys spoke coldly. The bodyguards around him nodded and leaped at Jack's direction.
Jack shook his head and sighed, "You shouldn't have annoyed me."
