"Do you prefer warm beer or cold?"
Axxa asked with a serious expression.
"…"
Kiernan stayed quiet, and he kept his poker face—however, he was very close to frowning and asking, "What kind of question is that?"
He took a quick glance at the other general managers, thinking that they would have some kind of response to the weird question, but no.
They were very serious-looking, as if that was a real and important question.
"Cold…?"
Kiernan said with hesitation.
"Mm, no more questions from me."
Axxa leaned back in his chair and crossed his legs.
"Does anyone else have questions?"
Gaspard asked and looked around the table—no one showed any interest—so he then turned to Kiernan and said.
"Thank you for your time. You're free to leave."
The elf girl looked surprised and looked over to the general managers—she expected them to ask more than that.
"Oh, alright."
