Wasn't… that your attitude towards him just now?
Due to the unexpected defection of the third Bureau Chief, the Incarnate Fawn was caught off guard and got hit squarely by the large iron pot thrown at her.
Looking at the old man with a square head who just called him a brat but is now calling him a beloved disciple and proud student, the Incarnate Fawn, with a large black pot hanging from her antlers, suddenly felt an uncontrollable anger, glaring and shouting:
"Iron Badger! You…"
"Who's Iron Badger? There are only iron pots, iron pans, and iron spoons here, no Iron Badger at all!"
"???"
What the hell… did you cut ties so fast?
Watching the third Bureau Chief who turned his back and quit the Slaughter King Association on the spot, the Incarnate Fawn trembled with rage and screamed hoarsely:
"That's not what you said earlier! You just called him a brat! I heard it all!"
"Then you must have misheard."
"I didn't!"
