The man's words implied that they were all a waste of space. Everyone around them looked at the man as of they were looking at the god of humble cursing. Was this man born to face-slap? If not, then why was he so good at it??
"You're courting death." Richard Regis roared through his gritted teeth.
As if he had heard something funny, the man laughed at him and said, "If you want to live to see another day, then don't attack me."
Richard Regis felt angry, and his eyes twitched.
The elders around him said, "Lord, give us a command, and we will kill this man."
Before he could say a word, the inquisitor from the magician academy butted in their confrontation, "Leave it."
"But he humiliated our lord and us." One of the elders said. They didn't want to go against the inquisitor, but that didn't mean they could do anything to any tom, dick, and harry who insulted them.