124 The Prime of Wine

The yet unidentified man frowned as he looked over, tilting his head with a dissatisfied gaze. It was obvious that he was extremely displeased.

Anyone could understand why he was upset.

I was here fishing quietly and you came throwing rocks the moment you arrived. Not only have you frightened the fish away, you've destroyed my mood to fish as well!

And here you are, making a platform.

Why don’t you stack it up all the way up to heaven?

While you're at it, why don’t you build a house here as well?

Despoiler of all things good and fair!

He glared, watching in disbelieve as the outrageous actions of the newcomers became increasingly irritating.

The culprit seemed to be a young master from a wealthy background, the type who was weak and could do nothing. No, this one was severely injured… Why was he here to fish when he was so badly injured?

Upon closer inspection, everything was being executed by the man who came with him.