Ryan didn't say anything. He wiped his mouth and said softly, "Young Master Gansler, if you have any offense, you can just tell me."
"And you two, you must have taken the trouble to carefully arrange this for me this evening."
Yammir and Zaiden's faces changed when they heard this. Yammir quickly explained, "Brother, this is really not what you think. We don't mean that..."
"He, he's drunk and mad, Brother Ryan, don't bother with him!"
Gansler wasn't as gentle as he appeared. He walked up to Anglian and slapped him in the face, then pulled him hard and tried to drive him away.
"Who told you to chase him away?"
Ryan lit up a cigarette and said lightly, "Gansler, you want to say this is a misunderstanding. Guess whether I believe it or not."
"This, Brother Ryan, is really a misunderstanding!"
Gansler felt like crying but had no tears.
Ryan tapped the ash off his cigarette and said softly, "From my perspective, do you believe it?"
After hearing this, everyone fell silent.
