Seashell City
Khal walked out of the woods' shadow with a relaxed smile while he held his Devil Fangs in his hand with composure.
"Who are you?" the guy with the spare raised his weapon, showing visible hostility toward Khal.
"Oh? This is how you show gratitude for saving yours and your friend's life?" Khal raised his eyebrow, but did nothing else at all.
"Calm down Neal, he is not our enemy." the guy who was just saved by Khal stopped his friend, Neal, from attacking before glancing at Khal and asked with a friendly smile, "Can I know your name?"
Khal was surprised by the guy's calm and decent behavior, which was rare to see, but still smiled and said, "You can call me Khal."
"Khal, I see." the guy nodded then bowed and said, "Then Khal, thank you very much for saving my life, I will definitely pay you back in the future. If it weren't for you, I would be already lying on the ground in a pond of cold blood.