"Preposterous! How dare you utter such vile words from that filthy mouth of yours, brat?! You'll pay with your 'lifec for speaking such blasphemy!" Enzo roared, his voice echoing across the palace like a thunderclap.
His eyes burned red with fury as he glared at Yuan, the very sight of whom made his blood boil. He could barely contain the hatred that festered in his chest—not only had this youth humiliated his son, but now, he was mocking 'him', the Patriarch of the Drake Clan, in front of so many witnesses, including his supposed future daughter-in-law.
"Hmph! I only stated a fact," Yuan replied coolly, his voice calm yet laced with sarcasm. "Why are you acting like I screwed your wife in front of everyone? Can't you be more reasonable?"
"Y-You…!" Enzo's voice caught in his throat.
His mind blanked for a moment. He couldn't process the absolute audacity of Yuan's words.
The sheer disrespect.
The total fearlessness.
