"Boss, are you perhaps jealous because he is surrounded by three beauties?" One of the men standing beside Ben spoke, a mischievous grin on his face.
"Galanar, do you want a beating?" Ben glared at Galanar in return, his expression filled with frustration and anger.
Galanar chuckled nervously, raising his hands in a mock surrender. "Alright, alright, boss. No need to get all worked up. I was just messing with you," he replied, trying to diffuse the tension.
Ben's frown deepened, but he eventually let out a sigh, realizing that Galanar was merely teasing him. "Don't push your luck, Galanar," he warned, his voice laced with a mix of annoyance and amusement.
Ken, standing a distance away, noticed Ben's intense gaze for a moment. He couldn't help but feel curious about what might have transpired between Ben and his group.
"What happened, Ken?" Noah asked, having recently joined Ken's team and noticing the change in Ken's expression.
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