107: Meeting Again

SUNSHINE:

The people became even more busier as the days passed. They continued fixing their homes and were starting to get back in business.

One thing I noticed when the people saw it was the smile on their faces which I did not usually see before. It looked like they already accepted us and Knoxx was ruling them now.

“A pleasant morning, Alpha Knoxx,” one old man greeted.

Knoxx nodded.

Hmm.

This kind of relationship might have pushed him to stay here.

Seeing I was watching them, Knoxx's cheeks flamed.

“Allow me to carry your backpack, Sunshine,” Knoxx said out of the blue.

Reminded, the bag was indeed heavy, but I was not in the mood to ask for his help. I was still mad at him.

“No, thank you. I can carry it. I still have my hands.” The bag must weigh fifteen kilograms or more.

“Are you still mad?”

Using my hand, I put it on my forehead to block the sunlight coming into my eyes.

“I'm not mad,” I muttered. “Why would I?”

“You are,” he insisted. “You're not even looking at me.