“Tsk… I want to just bomb his house for all I care,” Tan muttered.
“From what I heard, maybe he doesn’t have a house…” A voice sounded from the screen in front of them. Edward spoke to them all the way from Dusk Valley.
Tan frowned. “What...? Do you expect me to feel bad for him because he’s homeless?” he asked.
“No… What I meant by that was he’s extremely rich… He might not have a house because he lives in a mansion,” Edward spoke plainly.
Tan looked at the guy on the screen with narrowed eyes while Nicki facepalmed on the back. “Is that a joke or do you just want to mess with me for fun, Mr. Sebastian?”
“The soccer one?” Edward asked.
“The dog one!” Tan yelled. “Stop joking around! We’re in a Left for Dead situation here…!”
“You mean life or death…” Edward’s voice was stern. “Whoa! You also can’t stop yourself from joking either!” The two morons yelled at each other.
“Sorry… I just want to tell you that it’s a dog’s name,” Tan laughed.