Just when Mirelle was about to lift the elderly man and toss him outside to danger, a voice echoed from afar.
"Who dares to be rude toward Gardener Aiken?"
"Another retard decided to show up?" Leonard's mood, which had subsided temporarily, started to turn sour again.
Sometime later, a group of people arrived from the building across.
Their gazes were filled with hostility, especially when they spotted the gardener's beaten, like state.
"Which group of barbarians do you hail from?" A noble-like man demanded an answer. There was a trace of disdain hanging on their faces when he saw the group of raggedly dressed women and a merchant man.
Needless to say, their first impression was of Leonard being a wealthy, pathetic, and lustful merchant who had many pleasure slaves.
"A mere merchant dared to intrude upon Fragrant Garden with whores and beat up Gardener Aiken. Who gave you the courage?" The nobleman questioned coldly.
