"What's with this Grand Lord? He actually threw a human face with dirt!"
Nituna's voice boomed in the wide field, like a chatty old grandmother, her shrill voice rattling the eardrums. It's just that her arm was injured in the hit, limiting her movements to hit the proud man, if Hebil didn't support her in time, she would have fallen to the ground.
Hebil, "Nituna, calm down. Think first about your wound."
"Who cares about wounds! Just with this incident, everyone already knows that they won't live much longer!" Nituna shouted, "Lord Bathara's reputation has been very bad for a long time, by doing such a lowly thing everyone will hate him! They will curse him to hell!"
Arsen replied shamelessly, "Many people have hated me for a long time."
"You ..."
Not finishing her words, Nituna's b
