The atmosphere in the small courtyard was a little awkward.
The people from the intelligence department who came with Bolton more or less knew the inside story. They looked at Blaze and the rest with disdain.
Burton glanced at Blaze and Bennett who had been frozen into ice sculptures, and narrowed his eyes slightly. He really spared no effort in tarnishing the Gray Temple's integrity and dignity.
"I'm sorry, everyone. The Gray Temple will definitely give you an explanation on this matter. I promise that the Gray Temple will deal with the problematic personnel seriously, and bring the real culprit to justice," Bolton said to Meg and the rest seriously.
Meg looked at Bolton with a serious expression, and said, "I hope the same thing won't happen again. After all, the citizens of Chaos City rely on the Gray Temple to enforce the law and protect them. If we can't even trust the Gray Temple, then the system that Chaos City is so proud of will not be far from collapse."
"I have already reported this matter to the lord. Everyone involved will be severely punished to ensure the Gray Temple's reputation and reputation." Bolton nodded. Judging from how much the lord valued Meg, Meg was definitely not an ordinary restaurant owner. Furthermore, what he said was exactly what he was worried about.
"Elizabeth, leave the scene to them," Meg said to Elizabeth's back.
Elizabeth hesitated for a while, but still put down her hand. The cold air in the surroundings disappeared instantly, but those ice sculptures did not thaw.
Burton heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. His gaze lingered on Rena for a while, and he saw her clutching her abdomen. He then said, "Medic, treat this injured lady."
"Yes!" A female magic caster came forward to check on Raina's injuries before chanting a spell. Streaks of white light landed on Raina's body, and color gradually returned to Raina's pale face. Her furrowed brows also relaxed.
"Thank you. I've completely recovered." Raina thanked the magician with a look of amazement on her face. It was the first time that someone had used a healing spell on her. Magic was indeed amazing. Princess Irina and Sister Xixi had used such amazing magic to cure her mother.
Seeing that Raina had recovered, Meg's expression also softened a little. His anger towards the Gray Temple's unprofessional performance also subsided a little, and he led everyone away.
"Minister, don't we need to keep them to record their statements?" A staff member asked softly.
"If you're not afraid that Crassus and Julian will tear down the Gray Temple after hearing that their precious disciple was attacked by someone from the Gray Temple, then go ahead," Bolton snapped as he walked towards Blaze.
"Then …" The staff member gasped and shrank his head. "Forget it then. Our intelligence department never needs any witnesses to collect evidence. Criminals are the best witnesses."
…
"Boss, I'm sorry. I delayed the restaurant's opening because of me." Raina walked behind Meg as she lowered her head, and blamed herself softly.
Unknowingly, night had fallen. It was obvious that they would not be able to open for business tonight.
Meg, who was walking in front while holding Amy's little hand, suddenly stopped in his tracks and turned around. Raina, who was following behind, was caught off guard, and directly bumped into him. Luckily, Meg blocked her with his palm, and she did not hit his chest.
"It's fine if you can't open the door, but you can't vent your anger on me," Meg said with a smile.
Everyone laughed along with him.
"Ah …"
Raina took two steps back in embarrassment. Her face and ears were red. Looking at the smiling faces of the people who did not blame her at all, her nose twitched, and her eyes turned red again.
"I'm sorry, Raina. Speaking of which, this matter started because of the hotpot soup base recipe. I caused you to be targeted by the bad guys. It was also my negligence that put you in danger." Meg looked into Raina's eyes and said seriously, "Your character moves me and makes me admire you. But I hope that if something similar happens again in the future, promise me that nothing is more important than you."
"Boss …"
Raina could not hold back her tears anymore. She threw herself into Meg's arms. All the grievances, fear, and gratitude … she finally found an outlet.
She had been a lowly person since she was young. She grew up with her mother in the slums, trembling in fear. She tried her best to protect herself and her mother.
She did hard and complicated work for a meager salary. She was humbled by her boss's scolding.
But now, when she was in a desperate situation and thought she was going to die …
The boss, Amy, and Mia appeared and stood in front of her. They defeated all the bad guys and asked her about her situation with concern.
Only then did she know that there were so many people who cared about her besides her mother.
There were also people who would tell her that nothing was more important than her.
On the cold and dark street, Meg gently patted the girl's back. After experiencing such an unexpected disaster, he could understand the fear in her heart. Perhaps crying would make her feel better.
Mia and the others stood quietly, blocking the cold wind on the street.
"Sister Raina, don't cry. We're family. If any bad guys bully you in the future, Raina will beat them up." Amy gently tugged at Raina's sleeve. She tiptoed and handed a handkerchief embroidered with purple flowers to Raina.
"Yes, the restaurant is like our home. We're family," Yabemiya said with a sincere smile on her face.
A sympathetic smile appeared on everyone's faces. To them, the restaurant was indeed a very special place.
Raina took the handkerchief and looked at Amy and the others. She tried hard to stop her tears and nodded vigorously. "We're family."
"Let's go. If we don't go back, the customers will tear down the restaurant. It's very impolite not to put up a notice in advance." Meg smiled. He walked to the street and flagged down a carriage. He asked Mia and the others to send Raina home first. Meg then led Amy, Gina, and the others to the second carriage and went straight back to the restaurant.
When the carriage was about to reach the restaurant, Meg felt the anger from the foodies.
"Mr. Mak! Open the door! "
"We're starving!!"
"If you don't open the door, we'll die in front of you!!!"
The coachman murmured to himself with a curious expression, "Did this Boss Mag do something to incur the wrath of the heavens? Why are there so many troublemakers? "
"No, he was just delayed by something and opened the door a little late." Meg coughed softly to cover his embarrassment.
"Heh, procrastinating? Serves you right! " The coachman laughed in schadenfreude. "Back then, when I was able to wield a knife, I was also a respectable person. That was until I began to stand my customers up … Look at my right hand and left leg, they're both broken."
Meg looked at his bent left leg and deformed right hand and couldn't help but shudder.
He couldn't afford to offend them.
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