After running for so long, Set looked somewhat disheveled. Along the way, he had even knocked over a table set outside.
The two men beside the table had been about to lose their tempers, but when they saw Set's powerful build, his covered face, and the person on his back, he clearly did not look like someone to mess with. They swallowed the curses that had reached their lips and only muttered after Set had run far away, "What was that? Filming a gangster movie?"
After saying that, they started yelling for the owner to compensate them with another tableful of food and drinks.
As Set ran, he kept looking back, trying to see who exactly was pursuing him. Unfortunately, he got nowhere. He had even deliberately stopped in front of a stinky tofu stall, pretending to buy some fried stinky tofu, but still failed to lure his pursuer out.
Set had no choice but to keep running. This time, however, he stopped again after less than half a minute.
He narrowed his eyes and examined the person before him.
It was a burly man with a square face, exceptionally tall and no less imposing than Set. He had thick brows, big eyes, broad shoulders, and wore a somewhat faded T-shirt. Squatting outside a mutton soup restaurant, he held a bowl of mutton soup and two flatbreads, eating with obvious relish.
"It's you?" Set looked surprised. "You came to stand up for Thor too? I thought you Anunnaki didn't have much contact with those Norse lot."
The square-faced man did not answer immediately. Instead, he picked up his chopsticks, fished out the flatbread and mutton first, then drank the remaining mutton soup from the bowl.
Only after he had drained the bowl down to the last drop did he let