Caleb furrowed his brows, his eyes filled with anger and irritation.
In the past, even when he had to exist among high-ranking lords, he lived safely thanks to his intelligence and ability to manipulate others.
More precisely, he knew how to parasitize high-rank lords.
That was also why no one dared to challenge or look down on him.
But today, he encountered Noan.
Noan not only provoked him and belittled him but also emanated a murderous aura as if he wanted to kill him.
Caleb clenched his fists tightly but could not let his anger consume his mind.
"Noan! Aren't you afraid that everyone here will gang up on you? You should know that…"
Noan sneered and cut off Caleb's words: "Like I said, you can try. If you can't, then don't waste your breath."
"You bastard!"
Suddenly, a young man shouted and stepped forward, grabbing Noan by the collar.
"You think I don't dare to hit you?"