The corners of the little lion's mouth held a forgiving smile:"'Iron Peak County Lord', as long as you're not planning on defaulting, there's no worry about finding a way to settle accounts."
"Such as?" There wasn't the slightest hint of a smile on Winters' face.
Seeing Winters so intent on getting a clear answer on the spot, the little lion blinked, leaned forward to get close to Winters, just about to speak but was interrupted by footsteps.
Pierre lifted the curtain and walked in, carrying a stool.
The little lion immediately stopped, distanced himself from Winters, and winked at the latter.
However, Winters turned a blind eye and repeated the earlier question: "Such as what?"
Upon hearing this, the little lion politely smiled at Pierre, then turned to Winters and asked amicably: "[Hurd Language] Such as could you send away your puppy?"
