The process of driving it away had been nothing but a farce.
At first, Canaan politely asked the Young Fire Demon to leave. Yet the Young Fire Demon refused to listen and mischievously played a game of "you can't catch me" around the courtyard.
When the Young Fire Demon turned around once more and stuck out its tongue at Canaan in mockery, Fafnir made her move.
She descended into the courtyard with overwhelming presence. Beneath the Young Fire Demon's terrified gaze, Fafnir grabbed its long black tail and swung it as though she were hurling a javelin.
She swung it in a full circle, exerted force, and threw.
A fiery-red ball traced an arc through the air and was flung outside the shop. As the Young Fire Demon crashed down, bounced, and staggered about in a daze, a money pouch containing three hundred demon gold coins landed beside it at just the right moment.
Angel had thought that after Fafnir's display of force, the Young Fire Demon would not dare come back again.
However, he had still underestimated the Young Fire Demon's persistence.
After seeing off this batch of experiencers, Angel's private coffers finally surpassed ten thousand demon gold coins, bringing his total assets close to sixteen thousand.
Canaan had already begun preparing to receive the next batch of customers, but Angel told it that they were done for the day.
He also paid Canaan ten demon gold coins as compensation.
Canaan found it somewhat strange. They had only received three batches of customers today, and it was clearly still early. Why were they closing already? But it was only a lowly shop assistant and had no business meddling in the owner's affairs.
Besides, Canaan wanted to find the Snake-Tailed Demon that had humiliated it yesterday and take revenge. After