57 Making An Impression

At the back of the Green Gate Inn was a large, reinforced sparring ground. At this moment, there were a large number of mercenaries gathered around this sparring ground, while three people stood at the edge of the large ring.

"Get the kid off the ring if you don't want her to get hurt." Robert snorted at Leon and waved his hand dismissively.

"Shut up, bub." Nedra glared at the bearded man before scoffing.

"Hmm, a feisty one. I like that." Robert liked his lips, immediately drawing a disgusted look from Nedra, which he laughed at.

"Humph! I'll take you on myself!" Nedra suddenly declared. Her words froze the crowd, and after a moment, the crowd burst into an uproar.

"Che! Kid's these days."

"That little girl... Is she not too arrogant?"

"I don't like seeing kids getting beat up. Can someone get her off the stage?"

Leon ignored all of the people and turned to Nedra. "Are you sure?"