"Boss ...... didn't you say we weren't allowed to touch a finger of that little sister?" The young follower was a little puzzled, "And said that anyone who made her cry and got her hurt would be miserable, so why do we have to go to trial now."
If there were something happen during the trial
Will would have eaten them alive.
"It's not a real trial, I just want to see." The man with the stubble knew what was important, "Curious."
The crowd hesitated, obviously hesitating.
With a firm heart, the bearded man suddenly had a stern face, "What kind of eyes are you guys giving me, talking as if I'm afraid of him."
"You're not afraid, you just lost in the special organization competition."
"And lost three times in a row."
"Will only participated three times."
"The past champion met Will and became the runner-up, indeed not afraid."
The two juniors said one word to the other, stiffening the stubble man's anger.