"Stop right there!" The kid couldn't take it anymore. He was a proud son of the City Lord, and yet, here he was, hearing someone calling him Chicken. "Seems like I will have to put you in your place! Lando, rent a private arena for the two of us. I'll show him who is the Chicken!"
Lando was obviously the name of the kid's guardian. 'Young Master Trian, you could just ignore him. You two are obviously not at the same level.'
'Enough,' Trian didn't care. 'I will never back down on a challenge! Also, this is going to be a private arena, so no one will see anything.'
Donfug obviously didn't hear that Divine Sense conversation, simply taking that situation as the squabbling of two kids. "Sorry for bothering you two, friend. I'll bring him away. Rean, this is an order. Come with me."
"Y-Yes... Senior Donfug..." Rean obviously had to pretend to be under the effects of the contract.
