"So fast?"
Mag was a little startled. He removed his apron, and laid it across the chair. He then pressed on Jane's quivering shoulders gently, and softly consoled her, "Don't be afraid, Jane. They're not here for you. Just stay in the restaurant and don't come out."
"But…" Jane looked at Mag as she was very worried that the Ten Kings Palace came because of her.
"We said we will protect you." Mag smiled as he let go and walked out of the restaurant.
In the yard, a stocky abyss demon was rubbing the soil off the soles of his shoes with a stone chair, while another spatial demon was banging on the metal wok with the metal spatula, making a din.
"May I ask, how may I help you, gentlemen?" Mag glanced at the wok and spatula in the spatial demon's hands and frowned slightly, but he wasn't in a hurry to react.
