Chapter 2034 - He's So Fierce, I'm Very Scared

Aulden was stupefied.

He merely exerted his dominance in a little tavern, and did not expect to trifle with Abraham, the sleeping tiger.

Aulden's face had already become swollen, and it was beginning to hurt. He even had a few pieces of pig's ears hanging on his face. The red oil trickled down his face to his neck, dripping on his official suit, but he did not dare to wipe it away.

Abraham was known to be good-tempered. However, those of a certain age, or of a certain position, would know very clearly that he had killed two of his older brothers in the past to help the current king ascend his throne. He was a ruthless person.

"I wouldn't dare… I wouldn't dare…" Aulden quickly shook his head as drops of perspiration formed on his forehead.

As someone with a lot of experience in the political scene, being aware of the situation was basic. Aulden could tell that Abraham was in a bad mood right now.

Joseph quickly said, "Your Highness, you must be kidding. How could we have you pour our wine? We didn't notice you in the tavern earlier. We should have gone over to greet you."

The other officials from the Ministry of Law all agreed. They were all flustered, and were no longer as arrogant as they were.

"So it's Duke Abraham. I didn't expect him to be drinking here too."

"Yeah. These lords are in for a good time."

"In that case, this tavern has quite some backing. Even Lord Abraham is backing them up."

The other customers in the tavern understood the situation. While they were shocked at Abraham's identity, they were also watching the show to see how things would turn out for Aulden and the gang.

Their arrogance just now had rendered them so pathetic. This turn of events was rather satisfying.

Abraham looked at the kneeling Aulden and scoffed. "I think you're so used to being an official that you think everyone has to bow down to you when you're outside, right? Even such a young and cute little girl has to pour your wine?"

"Your Highness, listen to me…"

Just then, Amy, who had been watching the show, suddenly turned to grab Mag's arm with tears welling up in her big eyes as she said pitifully, "Boohoo… He's so fierce, I'm very scared…"

"It's alright, it's alright." Mag glanced at Amy. When did this little fellow become such a drama queen?

"Look, you've scared the little girl, and you're still trying to find excuses." Abraham kicked Aulden to the ground, and felt even angrier.

He was furious to begin with, and this incident completely pushed his temper out. Aulden coincidentally came over, and became the target for him to vent his anger.

Aulden was walloped, but he did not dare to retaliate or dodge. Even his moans had to be stifled.

Joseph and the others watched at the side with their expressions changing, but none of them dared to go up to stop or persuade Abraham.

Even if they were officials from the Ministry of Law, with Abraham's status, he would at most get some scolding from His Majesty since the beating was done. Nothing would really happen to this duke because of them.

Aulden got into trouble because of his words. At least Abraham would not beat him to death there and then.

Abraham got tired of beating Aulden and stopped. He glanced at the man who was lying on the ground, covering his crotch, and said, "I'll let tonight's incident go. Let me tell you. This tavern is under my care. If any of you need someone to pour your wine, look for me, and I'll make sure to satisfy you."

Everyone quickly shook their heads. Who would dare to actually do that?

Mag looked at Abraham in shock. He did not expect Abraham, who was back in his place, to be so fierce and overbearing.

However, it was a good thing for Saipan Tavern to be under the care of a duke.

I didn't expect to have a sugar daddy so quickly. Mag nodded. It was naturally the best if he did not have to handle some small problems personally.

With Aulden as a warning, there would probably be no one who would dare to create trouble at the tavern for a long time.

"You wasted a plate of my pig ears salad. I'm taking this away." Abraham took the set of pig ears salad away from the table, thought for a while, and took the pig tongue salad along with him as well.

Joseph and the others naturally would not say anything about that.

Abraham went to the counter with a smile, and told Amy, "Little girl, don't be afraid. Fat Grandpa is here. Nobody will dare to bully you again." He was a completely different person from who he was just now.

"Mm-hmm. Thank you, Fat Grandpa. You're so suave!" Amy nodded her little head as she looked at him with admiration.

"Hehe." Abraham returned to his seat with satisfaction as he mumbled to himself, "This little fellow is so obedient. If only Little Boss Amy spoke half as nicely as her."

Aulden was helped up from the ground. Some of his companions took out a handkerchief to help him wipe away the pig's ear and red oil on his face. There was still a very clear plate mark with a bruise here and there. It was a very sorry sight.

"Hmm… I… will not drink with everyone today." Aulden was completely embarrassed. Right now, every part of him was in pain. All he wanted to do right now was to find a healing magic caster to heal him.

"I'll see Lord Aulden out." One of the officials helped Aulden out.

The rest also knew that Aulden would not be able to stay behind, but they could not leave. If they left, it would be akin to saying that they were unhappy with Abraham.

Mag brought a mop over to clear the red oil in case the other customers were to slip on it.

Joseph and the others started to see Mag differently.

He was a mysterious owner of a tavern, and his daughter actually dared to call Duke Abraham "Fat Grandpa." Who exactly was this fellow?

You'd be shocked if you knew. Mag smiled. He naturally knew what these lords were thinking.

After Aulden left, Joseph and the others drank cautiously. Although they had great wine with them, they were in no mood at all.

Abraham was drunk. He finished more than half a bottle of Maotai, and had six plates of side dishes alone.

"His Highness was a great help just now, so this meal will be on the house," Mag told the butler, who was about to foot the bill.

The butler glanced at Mag, nodded, and said, "Alright. I will tell His Highness."

Mag watched with a smile as four big men came in to bring Abraham out.

This was the benefit of a powerful fatty going out. There would be people to carry him home even if he was drunk.

After Abraham left, Joseph, and the others who were tipsy, settled the bill and left.

At 9.30 pm, Mag sent out the last drunk customer. He flipped the tag hanging at the door to announce the closure of the shop for the day.

"Boss Mag, can we still go in for a drink?" An old man and young man looked at Mag with a smile at the door.