In a coffee shop across the street, Mike and his group hadn’t left. Instead, they’d made themselves comfortable in the shop to enjoy the show.
“Abigail, was that man your relative? He’s so handsome and brave! He even dared to boss Lord Horst around.”
“She’s right. With his looks and moves, he makes me feel so sale.”
The girls gathered together and gossiped, their voices turning into adoration when talking about Dustin.
“So what if he can fight? In this day and age, the only things that matter are brains, connections, and family backgrounds.” Mike humphed begrudgingly. “Besides, we don’t even know if he can make it out of the place alive after offending Lord Horst, so what’s there to brag about?”
“He’s right! That guy beat up Lord Horst’s men and embarrassed Flame Dragon Gang. It doesn’t matter how strong he is; he’s still dead meat.”
“He’s just a foolish brat who likes to show off.”
The boys grumbled unhappily in return, making the girls worry again.
Dustin may be strong, but the person he upset was the omnipotent Lord Horst of Flame Dragon Gang. Fighting skills alone were useless against the latter.
“Mike, didn’t you say that your dad is friends with Lord Horst? Could you please ask for your dad’s help so that Lord Horst lets Dustin go?” Abigail implored, her eyes glued to the karaoke bar, worried that something might happen.
“Abigail, even if my dad is friends with Lord Horst, you can’t expect me to ask my dad to help a stranger, right? “Mike looked troubled.
“Can’t you do it as a favor for me, Mike? He helped me just now, so I can’t leave him like this.” Abigail begged.
“But-” Mike hesitated before nodding. “Alright. I’ll give it a go for you, but no promises. You know how Lord Horst is. No one can stop him if he’s angry.”
“Thanks.” Abigail forced a smile.
“I’ll do my best.” Mike pulled out his phone and walked to a corner before pretending to make a call. He may have promised Abigail to help, but he didn’t say anything about succeeding. After all his father was still way below Nelson, so there was no way the latter would do his father a favor..
All Mike was doing now was putting on a show to win Abigail’s favor. He couldn’t care less about Dustin’s safety.
“Done. My dad said he’ll put in the request, but the final decision lies with Lord Horst.” Mike made sure to give himself an out.
“Thanks, Mike.” Abigail smiled.
“You’re welcome! Aren’t we friends? Of course I’d help you when you’re in trouble.” Mike boasted.
“You’re spoiling her, Mike. Why don’t you two start dating?” the short–haired girl said.
“That depends on Abigail. I don’t mind.” Mike answered hall–jokingly.
“Stop fooling around, Nina.” Abigail glared at the other girl bashfully, her reaction leading Mike to think that he might have a chance.
“Look. That guy got out!” One of the girls suddenly pointed at the karaoke bar.
Everyone turned their heads and saw Dustin walk out of the building, seemingly unharmed.
“Holy shit! Mike got him out with a phone call. That’s so cool!”
“That was quick! You’re amazing. Mike!”
Everyone was shocked to see Dustin walk out, and the boys immediately began praising Mike.