You're Out Daddy

Chapter 822 Do You Know What Friends Are For

The man led them across a clean street walking to the back, bringing them to an abandoned two-story building.

“He's inside,” the man told them.

Thalia still had her guard up. “Lead the way. There are many rooms here, so we don't know exactly which room he

is in!”

The man gave her an exasperated look and led them into the building.

“I lured him here, but we'll have to keep running into each other. It's not appropriate for me to take you to him,” the

man clarified.

However, Thalia ignored him and observed the area warily. This man might be a scammer, so there was no telling

what he would do.

She had to be careful as the kids were her responsibility.

Upstairs, the man came to a stop. “He's inside.”

Thalia glanced at the locked door and noticed there wasn't any window nearby. “Open the door,” she ordered.

“Here's the key,” the man said as he fished it out of his pocket.

Miguel was about to take it from him, but the man pulled his hand away and gave Thalia's backpack a pointed look.

Thalia took a deep breath and pulled out another stack of money from her backpack reluctantly. Before handing

the money to the man, she said, “You're being paid to settle our problems. This is the road you chose, so you

shouldn't be complaining.”

The man agreed, “Of course.”

He seemed polite, so Thalia allowed him to take the money. The man then handed the key to Miguel.

Without hesitation, Miguel unlocked the door.

Anthony hurried into the room.

The door was wide open, but the room was empty.

Miguel turned over his shoulder to report to Thalia, “There's no one inside.”

Hearing that, Thalia quickly stopped the man from leaving.

The man was surprised.

“How dare you lie to us?” Thalia narrowed her gaze dangerously.

The man quickly glanced at the room. “No way! I locked him inside personally!”

“Then where is he?” Thalia demanded.

“I'll go take a look!” The man hastily made his way to the room.

Right then, a figure emerged from behind the door, gripping a wooden chair in his hands. As soon as he revealed

himself, he swung the chair and smashed it in the direction of the closest person.

By sheer luck, Anthony wos stonding right in the middle of the door.

Seeing thot, the mon yelled, “Be coreful!”

All eyes turned toword Anthony. Miguel spotted the figure ond quickly rushed to shield Anthony os he wos stonding

right beside the lotter.

Thump!

The choir londed on Miguel's body ond crumbled into pieces upon impoct.

The person wos obout to toke the chonce to escope when Miguel gove him o kick, ond he croshed to the ground.

Tholio rushed over to join them.

Lying on the ground, the person glored ot them ond demonded, “Who ore you? Whot do you wont?”

Ignoring him, Miguel turned to look ot Anthony. “Moster, ore you okoy?” he osked worriedly.

Anthony wos token obock by Miguel's oct of protection in the foce of donger. He wosn't scored, but he wos

momentorily stunned by Miguel's octions.

Heoring the question, he shook his heod. “I'm fine. Whot obout you? Are you okoy?”

Miguel ossured him, “I'm fine. I'm troined for this.”

As he didn't seem to be hurt, Anthony could finolly breothe o sigh of relief.

The mon lying on the ground wos still regording them worily. Suddenly, he pulled out o knife ond pointed it ot them.

Seeing thot, Tholio osked, “Mogus, don't you recognize me?”

The mon froze ond squinted his eyes. “You ore...”

“Tholio Jocowoy,” Tholio introduced herself.

Something occurred to the mon os he floshed o smile. “It's you?”

“Yeoh, it's me.”

However, the mon still showed no signs of putting his knife down. Gozing ot her, he osked, “Why? Do you wont me

deod, too?”

Tholio corrected him, “You're mistoken. I'm not here to end your life. I hove onother purpose for being here.”

The mon snorted icily. “Why else would you be here?”

Anthony went stroight to the topic. “Mogus, I'd like to invite you to join my teom ond be my friend.”

By sheer luck, Anthony was standing right in the middle of the door.

Seeing that, the man yelled, “Be careful!”

All eyes turned toward Anthony. Miguel spotted the figure and quickly rushed to shield Anthony as he was standing

right beside the latter.

Thump!

The chair landed on Miguel's body and crumbled into pieces upon impact.

The person was about to take the chance to escape when Miguel gave him a kick, and he crashed to the ground.

Thalia rushed over to join them.

Lying on the ground, the person glared at them and demanded, “Who are you? What do you want?”

Ignoring him, Miguel turned to look at Anthony. “Master, are you okay?” he asked worriedly.

Anthony was taken aback by Miguel's act of protection in the face of danger. He wasn't scared, but he was

momentarily stunned by Miguel's actions.

Hearing the question, he shook his head. “I'm fine. What about you? Are you okay?”

Miguel assured him, “I'm fine. I'm trained for this.”

As he didn't seem to be hurt, Anthony could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

The man lying on the ground was still regarding them warily. Suddenly, he pulled out a knife and pointed it at them.

Seeing that, Thalia asked, “Magus, don't you recognize me?”

The man froze and squinted his eyes. “You are...”

“Thalia Jacoway,” Thalia introduced herself.

Something occurred to the man as he flashed a smile. “It's you?”

“Yeah, it's me.”

However, the man still showed no signs of putting his knife down. Gazing at her, he asked, “Why? Do you want me

dead, too?”

Thalia corrected him, “You're mistaken. I'm not here to end your life. I have another purpose for being here.”

The man snorted icily. “Why else would you be here?”

Anthony went straight to the topic. “Magus, I'd like to invite you to join my team and be my friend.”

The man was taken aback, as he hadn't heard the word “friend” in years.

That word rekindled the last shred of hope in his heart.

However, he was soon reminded of a terrible memory and scowled unhappily.

A frosty smirk nudged his lips as he asked, “Seriously, kid? Do you even know what the word 'friends' mean?”

“Friends won't betray each other. They would even sacrifice themselves for each other, even if it's dangerous,”

Anthony responded.

Miguel tensed up upon hearing that. Why does it feel like he's talking about me?

He stole a glance at Anthony but remained silent. Anthony, dressed in a black trench coat, had a stern gaze fixed

on Magus. Despite his small stature, he appeared incredibly intimidating.

The boy looked like their superior.

Magus merely sneered, “Kid, you don't know anything. That isn't what friends do. True friends betray you without

hesitation. You'll learn that when you grow up.”

Nevertheless, Anthony's stance never wavered. “That kind of friend does exist, but it's different for me. A true

friend won't act that way.”

Magus burst into laughter. “Hahaha... I can't talk any sense into a kid like you. You'll learn the lesson a hard way in

the future.”

“Okay. If you don't want to be friends, why don't we talk about profits?” Anthony inquired.

The man blinked, surprised at how fast Anthony came up with a new idea.

Scowling, he snapped, “I'm not interested.”

“You may state your price,” Anthony said.

The man flashed a cold grin. “Do you think money can buy everything in the world?”

“I don't think that way. You refuse to be my friend, so we'll talk about profits. And if that still doesn't work, tell me

your conditions, and I'll do my best to meet them,” Anthony assured him, his tone firm and resolute.

The man's jaw dropped slightly.

Thalia chimed in, “Magus, we're sincere in asking you to join us. You can trust me. Anthony always keeps his word,

and I assure you that none of your fears will ever happen.”