Lenwood was cornered at the moment, he was afraid if the people who approached him were from the marines instead of what he hoped for. He secretly crossed his finger, praying that he could overcome his current obstacle. He wasn't a scaredy-cat in terms of trouble or whatever but he tried his best not to spark some troubles from the get go. He wanted a smooth first sail rather than a hot pursuit action movie-like scenes. However, after some time passed ,he couldn't bear everything. He released a long sigh, and finally confessed, [color=6ecff6]"How do you know it's me who sent out the flyers?"[/color]. He kept his poker face while talking to the strangers, in case of emergency, his hand hanged freely on the side, the hand would definitely create a chance to escape. 

The lady started to talk as well, she mentioned that she could cook. But, the way she acted annoyed Lenwood a bit, "[color=6ecff6]Why being so secretive? Is it that bad?"[/color] Lenwood asked. The flyers were about to slip out from his clothes and it meant that he could meet his end at that moment. Nevertheless, a great opportunity appeared in front of him. Lenwood pointed to the other side, a midnight-haired woman finally caught in a soon-to-be brawl and all of it was predicted by Lenwood when he noticed them earlier. The game would turn into a fight, and of course, gambling could easily infuriate one especially when mocks were involved. [color=6ecff6]"Hey, it seems there's a trouble ahead. You might want to check it out. You can fight right? Let me see you fight!"[/color] He tried to provoke. Should the brawl erupted, it would obviously tie one's destiny with others.