"Odecard, what are you trying to do to my precious guest?"
Lagren, the owner of the hotel, stood behind the bar counter as he shouted at the trio when he saw their movements.
"Not trying to do anything! I know your rules! No blood in the hotel and guests' safety is guaranteed. I know all of that but… he won't be your guest forever. So, we are just here to say hello," the tall man known as Odecard said.
As he spoke, he did not slow down or halt his steps. He walked towards Kieran and looked down at him with an imposing manner.
"Boy, I've heard that you…"
"Piss off."
The moment Odecard's words escaped his mouth, he was interrupted by Kieran, who was eating his dinner.
Odecard jolted, so did the other two that were his followers.
The other guests in the hotel lobby were hoping for a good show the moment Odecard came in, but they were stunned as well. All of them looked at Kieran, who was eating his bread slowly, with a surprised gaze.