Viola Thompson quickly figured out the whole story.
Mr. Lentz had started to see Suwen as his enemy due to her unwillingness to help him in a life-or-death situation.
And she thought he was a hypocrite for refusing to give him blue moon grass.
"Leader..." Terrence Lentz looked up at Viola Thompson,
his eyes full of grievances,
like a big upset dog.
Gabrie thought today's life felt very fantastical, having seen Third Master turn from a mighty lion into a big dog.
There indeed was a pecking order to everything.
It seemed Third Master would definitely be henpecked in the future.
Filtering through squinted eyes, Viola asked, "You almost blew me up with a bomb, do I need to make you kneel on durians or a keyboard before I can forgive you?"
"Can do, can do," as long as Viola could forgive him, Terrence Lentz could agree to anything, "Leader, what color keyboard do you like?"
"Black will do."
