Temor walked towards them and stopped beside the spectacled woman. His ears perked up when he heard Filly's words.
"Hey, who's that?" Temor nudged Gail with a whisper.
"That's Mr. Beggar," Gail answered in a hushed voice.
"Mr. Beggar?" Temor raised an eyebrow. "But he's just a kid… and a beggar? Why does the boss seem to be placing great importance on him? She even delivered the food herself."
Gail glanced at him with a side eye before a smile formed on her lips. "I guess you still don't know about it."
Hearing the mysterious words, Temor couldn't help but get more curious.
"Well, it doesn't matter, this is good enough," Apollo said. He reached inside his pocket and asked, "How much?"
"No, you don't have to pay," Filly said while waving her hands. "I owe you a lot."
Apollo's hand quickly let go of the coins. "Are you sure?"
Please say yes, the beggar thought.