Chapter 200

A faint smirk crept onto Trystan's face as he glanced provocatively at Bethany. However, Willow immediately ran over to Bethany and whispered loud enough for everyone to hear, "Beth, that mister is shameless. He's old but wants me to call him by his name." Bethany burst into laughter right away. She couldn't help but find Willow adorable. Looking at Trystan's darkened expression, Bethany's laughter grew louder. "If you keep laughing, I won't help anymore!" Trystan threatened Bethany. She hurriedly suppressed her laughter and shook her head. "Alright, I'll stop laughing. Just help us out, okay?" "Yes, please help us," Willow pleaded. "You little rascal!" Trystan grumbled. He wore a look of disdain. Nevertheless, he still helped them retrieve the kite. He was tall and had long arms—with just a stretch, he could reach for the kite. "Oh, yay!" The children cheered as they surrounded Trystan. "Trys, you're so cool! You're a hero!" Willow exclaimed, clinging onto Trystan's leg.