Ren threw his backpack to the floor, heading towards Reyy who so mightily stood on the arena, reassuring him with an evil smirk. Why had he done this? Challenging him in the presence of the whole school?
Ren knew Reyy was probably in support of the idea that Michael should've been dealt with for laying a finger on Elvis, but instead, he gave him a go ahead to himself, and now stopping him in his tracks and twisting the plot.
The Ace studied Reyy's gesture, his smile was more than just evil, it contained satisfaction, the kind of satisfaction a man would get whenever his plans seemed to be playing out fine.
Somehow, he figured he was a pawn in Reyy's big chess game, and because he wasn't ready to accept that demeaning task—
He wasn't going to lose to Reyy.
"I was gonna overlook your offence if you hadn't come." Reyy was direct, speaking as soon as Ace stepped onto the ring. "But this only means you do want to question my authority."