Chapter 82

When Davin was done with what he had to do, he quickly stepped out of the inn, but then his eyes widened at a scene that made him stutter.

Three hefty men were molesting a lady just by the front of the inn, blood gushing from the lady's lips.

Davin's teeth clenched, his fists tightened. He hurried towards the scene, his steps carrying the weight of the hatred he had for the men.

Quickly, when he got there, he called out to one of the men. His voice heavy with anger. "Why are you doing this?... Can you just stop it!" Davin yelled.

The man turned, his eyes reddened, his voice sounding stern and commanding, "And who are you to come give us orders here?.. you little brat, won't you get lost immediately if you don't want to have a taste of my anger?"

Davin chuckled, "... A taste of your what?" He asked again. "And you take your hands off her!" He commanded, pointing at the other guy who was grabbing the lady's hair. He was Roland by name.

Quickly Roland unleashed a slap on Davin's f