When Mag and Amy walked past that magic potion shop again, the lean old man in his black robe was bathing his two birds with a watering pot.
Hearing footsteps, Urien lifted his eyes and took a glance at Mag, and then at Amy. Suddenly, a little green flame appeared in his deep eyes.
Mag turned sideways to hide Amy and nodded at Urien with a smile. Then, he took Amy's hand and walked towards his restaurant.
"Father, why didn't we say hello to Black Coal, Green Pea, and that old magic caster?" Amy looked up at Mag and asked a question curiously after they walked off.
"We've burnt down his birdcage yesterday, so it would be a little awkward if he asked about it. Besides, I've already said hello," Mag answered with a smile. Although the bird had it coming last day, it was still a little embarrassing; after all, they were still neighbors.
The way Urien looked at Amy had made Mag a little vigilant; he had seen greed in his eyes.
