Finn, not knowing who had provoked this tempest, hurriedly begged for mercy, "If I hadn't exaggerated, would you have come to see me? Besides, I really was in an accident, just a bit embellished. You don't need to be so angry!"

As he spoke, he lifted his leg to show Michael the bruises.

Michael's gaze was dark as he examined the injury, his lips barely moving, "Be cautious."

Finn watched the retreating figure of the man, wiping the sweat from his forehead. How had he become so unlucky? He had no idea who had angered this formidable person.

He touched his injured lip with a frown, cursing inwardly. Now, all...