At this moment, Ace lay on the broken floor; his entire clothes were tattered, his hair disheveled, his body was filled with bruises and bloody scratches, and his face was swallowed like a pig.
Zaria, on the other hand, was now standing behind the counter with her long legs crossed while she inhaled on her tobacco pile, and her charming eyes were filled with satisfaction; it was as if nothing had happened.
Leah was sitting beside her as she looked between Ace and then her sister and blinked, "Big sis, I think you broke Badass Ace."
"He deserved it for taking liberties with this great lady! Hmph!" Zaria scoffed with a hint of anger, "And he's no longer Badass Ace; from now on, he's Scoundrel Ace!"
"Oh." Leah blinked and said with a hint of disappointment, "But I liked Badass Ace better!"
Zaria glanced at Leah, and her expression became gentle. She gently ruffled her hair, "Little brat, you're becoming more rebellious, huh?"
