In front of the elegantly designed marble buffet, Keh was selecting food for the girl in the wheelchair.


    Ophelia sat in the wheelchair, unable to see everything clearly, so she tilted her head slightly. "I want to try this, and this."


    There were indeed some local specialties here, dishes not even seen in Denex.


    Ophelia guided Keh. Keh obediently used the tongs to put the food onto her te.


    Guild members nearby saw this scene andmented that the only person who could give orders to Keh was Ophelia.


    "You go ahead and take this to the dining table, and I''ll look around some more," The array of food was so tempting that it made Ophelia''s mouth water. Maybe because Keh was around, her appetite had been greattely. Keh took a nce at Ophelia, then surveyed the surroundings. With guild members nearby, nothing was likely to happen. "Alright, think about what else you''d like to eat. You don''t have to get it yourself. Wait for me toe over." "Okay," Ophelia nodded obediently. It seemed like she was actually disabled or something, even though she could totally stand up if she wanted to.


    But after sitting in a wheelchair for so long, with Keh taking care of her, she honestly didn''t feel like getting up. She carefully maneuvered her wheelchair to the curved dining counter on the other side.


    All the dishes here were elegantly set in small bowls. Some foods needed to be freshly made by the chef, so there was a line to wait.


    Ophelia wanted to try that famous pre-dinner sandwich, so she lined up for it ahead of time. Just as she wheeled herself to the back of the line, a boy who looked about eight or nine suddenly cut in front of her.


    "Mom! Come over here!" He shouted without even ncing at Ophelia, as if he naturally belonged at the front.


    Ophelia held back her frustration and said, "Hey there, I was here first, okay?"


    The boy finally noticed her, giving her a contemptuous look. "Hmph, stupid cripple! Go to the back!" The harsh words came from the well-dressed little boy''s mouth with a childish tone, leaving Ophelia stunned, making her frown.


    "Are you talking to me?" Ophelia''s voice turned icy, and her gaze lost its warmth. She was used to meeting polite kids, so it was her first time encountering such a rude child.


    She thought the boy was rather rude to call her a cripple just because she was sitting in a wheelchair.


    "If not to you, then who else! You''re the only one here in a wheelchair, and you''re in my way! Move!" The boy''s eyes were full of contempt as he looked away from her and called to his mom, "Mom,e over here!"


    Seeing that Ophelia didn''t move, the boy became even more unruly. He reached out and pushed her wheelchair, wanting her to move aside for his mom. "Move back, you stinky cripple!" Seeing that the wheelchair didn''t budge, he tried to push even harder. But before he could touch the armrest, his wrist was suddenly grabbed. The person who grabbed his wrist was none other than Bighost with tattoos.


    They had been following closely behind Ophelia for her protection. At first, upon seeing that it was just a boy, they didn''t pay much attention, but he started crossing the line. He even wanted to push Ophelia away.


    "You little brat, you really need a good spanking!" Bighost, with his towering stature and intimidating tattoos, wore a ck


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    sleeveless gym shirt, and his arms were thicker than the boy''s head.


    "What''s it to you?" The boy iled helplessly, his hits having little effect on Bighost, as if he were trying to scratch an itch. In the middle of the scuffle, the boy suddenly burst into loud tears.


    Hearing themotion, the boy''s mother rushed over. "What are you doing to my son? Let him go!" The middle-aged woman, with a sturdy build, attempted to intervene, hitting Bighost''s arm with all her might. Bighost wanted to fight back, but Mnie stopped him. "Don''t cause trouble."


    Bighost held back his anger and muttered under his breath, "What''s wrong with you? It was your kid who cut in line and pushed others first."


    "My son cut in line? Why couldn''t you just let him through? He''s just a little kid. What does he know? A grown man like you picking on a kid? Aren''t you ashamed?"


    Bighost thought the woman was just being unreasonable. He let go, and the boy plopped onto the ground, crying even louder, which drew stares from the crowd.


    "Hey,e on. Regardless, you can''t bully a kid!"


    "Yeah, picking on a little kid, what does that prove?"


    Bighost squinted his eyes fiercely, and with his tattoos, he red at those making snidements, immediately silencing them.


    "Get up," Someone stepped forward to help the boy, but he just cried louder, thrashing around and kicking anyone who tried to lift him. The people who had been defending him just moments ago now kept their distance. "This kid! Why is he acting like that?"


    "He really needs some manners!"


    The boy''s mother felt embarrassed, and in a rage, she shouted at Bighost without hesitation, "How dare you bully my son! Do you have any idea who my husband is? You''re really bold today!" Bighost squinted his small eyes, his fists already clenched tightly


    Seeing that the tattooed man in front of her wasn''t to be trifled with, the woman turned her gaze to Ophelia sitting in the wheelchair. She thought Ophelia was somehow an easy target.


    "A person like you should just stay home instead of getting in the way of others. Ask him apologize to my son, or else don''t even think about leaving today!"


    Ophelia let out a coldugh, finally understanding the phrase "Like father, like son." Troublesome kids always seemed to have unreasonable parents. "But your son cut in line first-" Before Ophelia could finish, the woman interrupted with her own twisted reasoning.


    "I said it! Can''t you just let him go first? A bunch of adults picking on a child and evenying hands on him! What''s the justice in that? I don''t care. If you don''t apologize today, none of you are leaving!" "Apologize? You want Mrs. Sinir to apologize? Who do you think you are?" As Mnie finished speaking, other members of the guild stood up, their faces saying "don''t mess with us."


    The woman was stunned by the sight, not expecting Ophelia to have so many people with her. Just moments ago, she was so arrogant, but now she shrank back like a frightened little mouse.


    The crowd parted, and Keh strode over, his imposing presence making the air feel thinner around them. He stood by


    Ophelia''s side, his sharp gaze sweeping the crowd, enough to send a chill down anyone''s spine.


    The woman swallowed hard, her face turning purple from holding her breath.


    "Throw her out," Keh coolly said.


    The woman had reluctance in her eyes, but she sensed that the man before her was not to be messed with. Before these rough men could act, she quickly gathered her bawling son from the ground and left hurriedly. Before exiting the restaurant, she remembered to toss out a final remark. "Just you wait!"