"Apologize immediately."
"On what basis? It was you who crashed into me first. My nose is bleeding like this, yet you want me to apologize? You should be the one apologizing to me, you shameless beastman."
Julian's mood today was already bad, and yet people kept coming to cause trouble; due to his agitation, the wounds on his body began to hurt again.
He did not bother caring who was in front of him and unleashed a barrage of words.
The elegant Vampire Bat beastman listened absent-mindedly. Only when Julian was tired of cursing did he slowly speak up: "Beautiful little bird, this poisonous mouth of yours, I do not mind teaching you a lesson on how to use it."
"Keep him, take him to find the patriarch of the Feather tribe, and tell him that I want this rude little bird."
"Yes, Patriarch." The other Vampire Bat beastmen beside him immediately executed the order.
