"Was it really that good?" Tristan was taken aback to hear those words but he could not find any other expression on Vulture's face stating that he was talking shit right now and he and the others also knew that it was really almost impossible to go out of the center of the western district without being surrounded by hundreds in just a few seconds.
Vulture nodded, his smug smirk widening. "You'd better not harm Bell and her bees again, or I won't be there to help you explain it to Young Madam. And if Bell stings you to death, don't count on anyone coming to your aid," he warned, recalling Kisha's attachment to her bees. "You'll have to explain yourself to Young Madam when she wakes up, or don't blame me if Master gives you a hard time," he added with a mischievous chuckle.
