The wandering child watched as Annan disappeared into the pit of the Curse Cellar like a fish with a backward leap.
His heart tightened immediately, and he hurriedly rushed over in three steps, loudly complaining with the tone of someone dealing with a relative's mischievous child, "When walking down, it would be trouble if you don't watch where you're going!
"What if you fall and bump the back of your head, what then?
"Even if you don't hit it, what if you get stuck and can't get out?"
"Although I appreciate your concern... are you really okay?"
Annan's childish yet cool voice drifted from ahead.
His voice sounded slightly distant and muffled inside the building.
Annan questioned the child's concern with no mercy, "Bofis is such a cute little girl, you take her to such dangerous places without caring whether she's happy to go or not... I'm almost an adult man, you know? And also a Transcendent with dual professions, how could there possibly be a problem?
