This was a sweet consolation.
Hannah didn't move, and Archer gathered it up for her.
The ringmaster waved his hand, signaling for them to leave, "Remember not to miss next week's match."
Archer nodded and walked out with Hannah.
Once outside, Archer's expression immediately turned cold.
He had decoded the meaning in the ringmaster's words, that in the days to come, Hannah would receive more attention, and it was very possible she would no longer just be a fighter warming up the crowd.
But there was nothing he could do.
With the money he had saved up now, it was far too little to leave Brie. Besides, leaving Brie wasn't something that could be achieved with money alone.
"You were too impulsive today."
Back in the house, Archer immediately closed the door.
Hannah walked to the table and sat on the ground, skillfully taking out the box of wooden blocks.
She fell silent again, focused on playing with the wooden blocks in her hands.
"Hannah, are you even listening to me?"
