Durin sighed as he watched Irene, who had hurried back. "I knew it was you silly girls playing tricks."
Durin could tell at a glance that the young people from the Heavenly Master Mansion had been influenced. Considering who could suggest such influence, it was clear that none of the old faces at the Candle Dragon Hall would do such a thing, so it had to be his girl.
And as the kids were about to get into a real fight, Durin had to bestow a blessing upon the children of Candle Dragon Hall—otherwise, when things got serious and they started bringing out weapons, it wouldn't be a mere children's fight where they could just patch things up with bricks and broken chairs.
