"Mr. Kenne, let's get going," Neptune urged in a lowered voice, his bald head shimmering with sweat.
"Anthony, oh, Anthony. At your age, why don' t you just sit back and enjoy your life? Do some gardening or go fishing, perhaps?" Isaac waltzed and stopped in front of Big Anthony.
A few brutes came out from behind Big Anthony and stood between them.
"Garten, do you know who this is? He is the Golden Boy of Aurum County, Mr. Kenne. Lay a finger on me, and he'll surely chase you down."
"Is that so? But I remember slapping him thrice today. Look at his face. It's still swollen." Isaac chuckled.
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