As I followed the source of that voice, I couldn't help being surprised to find that there was a familiar face there.
The familiar face wasn't the one who was yelling, but rather they were the one that was being yelled at.
This familiar face was the beautiful orange haired woman from the store this afternoon.
The one that was currently yelling at her, calling her useless and trash was a fine dressed man. He was standing there in the middle of the street, calling her out in front of everyone.
But because of his fine clothes and the manner that he carried himself, people didn't dare come forward to help the orange haired woman.
They were all afraid of offending someone that they shouldn't offend, so they just lowered their heads and walked by.
However, one look at the expression on the faces of these people, one could tell that they clearly didn't approve of this fine dressed man's actions. If they weren't afraid of the consequences, there would have been many people who would have come forward to defend the orange haired woman.
But in the end, everyone had to take care of themselves in this city and couldn't put themselves in danger just for someone they didn't know.
That was the same for me…
In the end, I tried to ignore them and continue on to the restaurant that we were planning to go to.
However, I wasn't able to ignore them when I saw something happening.
The fine dressed man suddenly stopped yelling at the orange haired woman and suddenly raised his hand. With the way his palm was flat and how he raised it high above him, aimed at the orange haired woman, one could see that he was about to slap her.
When I saw this, I didn't know what took over, but I could no longer just sit back and watch all of this happen.
Before I knew it, I had already opened the door and was dashing over in that direction.
I was able to make it just in time to grab the man's hand as it was about to fall, stopping him from landing that slap.
When this happened, everyone couldn't help but gasp.
When the crowd had seen that the man was about to slap the orange haired woman, they suddenly stopped walking past and ignoring it. They had all turned to watch the man as he prepared to slap her.
There were some that were tempted to make a move, but they remained still in the end.
So they were all surprised to see that someone had actually acted.
Though most of them also revealed looks of relief when they saw that there was someone who had stopped the fine dressed man from hitting the beautiful orange haired woman.
The finely dressed man was also caught off guard by someone suddenly grabbing his hand like this, but then he turned to glare at me.
As he glared at me, it was as if he forgot about the orange haired woman who he had been tormenting earlier and he focused all of his rage on me. As he glared at me, he said in a threatening low voice, "Who do you think you are?"
However, I wasn't scared at all when I saw him acting this way.
In fact, I had been able to get a closer look at this finely dressed man when I came closer to him.
Seeing him threaten me like this, it was almost like seeing a harmless puppy threaten me. Though compared to this man, a puppy would have been much cuter since this man was quite ugly.
This was a man who clearly had never faced a real life and death situation based on the aura he released as he threatened me.
For someone like me who had faced a Goblin General head on, this man just didn't pose any threat to me at all.
I just calmly narrowed my eyes to look back at him before saying, "What do you think you're doing?"
The finely dressed man couldn't help being taken aback again when he was faced with my aura. It was clear by the look on his face that he wasn't expecting this kind of pressure from me.
I had to admit that I did have a young and cute face, so it wasn't strange for people to assume that I wasn't as threatening as I could be. But that didn't mean that people should underestimate me.
After a moment's pause, the finely dressed man finally composed himself.
He gave a cough to calm himself down before saying, "Do you know who I am?"
I couldn't help revealing a smile when I saw him change tactics.
When he found that he couldn't threaten me with his aura, he chose to threaten me with his status.
But I easily dismantled that in one move.
"Does that matter?" I said in a calm and indifferent voice.
The finely dressed man's face twisted when he heard this. He wanted to shout out his status, but with everyone watching like this, he knew that he would just be embarrassing himself if he did this.
So he couldn't do anything as his rage swallowed him from the inside.
Finally, he completely lost his temper and decided to resort to violence.
This finely dressed man didn't believe that he would lose to a young boy like this in a fight. That was the kind of man he was, the kind that would bully those he thought were weaker than him without any hesitation.
But before he could, Jessica had already come over.
She was dressed up since they were going out to a restaurant, but she didn't forget her job as my bodyguard. So she pulled out a sword that she had brought along with her and stood beside me with it slightly unsheathed.
When the finely dressed man saw this, he couldn't help stalling. Then he quickly pulled his hand back as if he was afraid to keep going…
With none of his options available to him, the man finally chose to use his trump card, "What do you think you're doing? Getting in between the private affairs of husband and wife?"
I couldn't help being surprised when I heard this and I turned back to look at the orange haired woman behind me.
Seeing that I was looking at her for confirmation, the orange haired woman hesitated for a second before giving a nod of affirmation to show that this finely dressed man was indeed her husband.
I couldn't help being surprised even more when I heard this, but then I knitted my brows.
When the finely dressed man saw the orange haired woman nodding to confirm this, he revealed a smile like he was the victor as he said, "Do you see? Now do you understand that you're interfering in matters you shouldn't interfere in?"
I gave a snort when I heard this before saying, "That makes it even worse. What kind of a man would use violence against his own wife? He is the kind of man who isn't a man at all."
The finely dressed man's face twisted when he heard this, but he chose to ignore it as he said in a righteous voice, "This is a matter between husband and wife, you aren't qualified to interfere!"
I gave another snort before saying in a low and threatening voice, "Get out of here before I really lose my temper. Then I'll show you if I can interfere or not."