The one blocking the way sized up Li Yu, and Li Yu was doing the same.
He was a middle-aged man, very tall, nearly two meters by estimation, yet his physique was quite slender, looking to weigh only about sixty or seventy kilograms.
On his head grew a pair of antlers with numerous branches spreading out to the sides.
In his hands, he held no weapon, only clutching a thick book, and his eyes that gazed upon Li Yu were filled with hostility.
"Mr. Anton," Clara said as she sensed tension, hurriedly jumping between the two, trying to defuse the mood, "Are you also out for a walk?"
However, the man called Anton didn't pay her any attention, his stare fixed on Li Yu.
"What is that book you're holding?"
Li Yu asked, pointing to the large book in Anton's arms.
