Chapter 160: Departure

Realizing her predicament wasn't the very best at this moment, the witch took a deep breath, readying herself for battle.

No matter who her opponent was or how strong he could be, if they sought trouble, then let them have it!

At this moment, the witch gathered her courage, unafraid of anything, nowhere to worry!

With these thoughts, her hands slammed down onto the table.

"You clueless fools pretending to know everything, you're just a bunch of imbeciles," she suppressed her inner rage as she spoke.

The witch's gaze then focused on the bard, her finger pointing directly at his nose.

"If you have any strange plots or plans, spill them out right now, I'm not afraid of you."

By now, the witch had no intention of backing down, knowing retreating wouldn't bring any change in her situation.

Under her chastisement, the previously agreeing mercenaries in the tavern had visibly turned grim.

They knew they were in the wrong, and indeed, the witch's words rang true.