Watching from afar as a certain gangster and his men attacked the youngsters in the tower with a smirk, Khaleed ran his fingers through his beard.
"I knew it,"
"Are you going to watch? Let's go and help him,"
Khaleed smirked, glancing from his shoulder as Owen arrived hastily and was about to rush to help the kids only to be stopped by Khaleed.
"Why are you distressed? I know what I am doing,"
Khaleed shrugged his shoulders, noticing how tense he was for them.
He couldn't bear watching them fight the criminals attacking them, though they were fighting bravely yet he couldn't bring himself to watch.
"You can't uselessly push him into troubles, Father, let's help them,"
"I want to witness the extent of his capabilities myself. Can he beat the strongest warriors of Laysa?" Khaleed said, narrowing his eyes to witness properly what was going on.