Bab 452: Coming For Us?

"Father, aren't you going to interfere? That kid seemed to have a good chat with you just now."

Behind a window on the street of the Toyer Tavern, a young man in the uniform of a tavern waiter asked Father Haskman beside him in confusion.

"If he's killed by the people called over by those guys later, I'm afraid it won't be good…"

"So be it." Father Haskman shrugged with an indifferent smile, "If he can't even deal with such a small thing, it's not worth me wasting my energy on him. However, in my opinion, the people these kids called over will definitely not be his match, so wait for the show."

"Is that so?" Hearing Father Haskman say this, the young waiter immediately revealed an excited expression, "No one has caused trouble in front of our tavern for many days. I was just worried that there would be no fun to watch."