The atmosphere in the street instantly became one of a spark that could explode rather badly.
Everyone could instantly tell what was going on.
It was a threat, a bold one.
So the rumors were true that the handsome fatty offended Thousand Windblades and, by extension, Saint Riyal Mendez. It was unknown if Saint Riyal Mendez had entered the city, but even before that, there was already someone here going out of their way to threaten him.
"Autarch brat, do you think you have the strength to provoke us?"
The subordinates of the handsome fatty instantly turned furious as they pointed at him.
The handsome fatty raised his hand to stop them, causing them to momentarily pause. He gazed at the white-robed young man with a peculiar gaze.
"You do understand that I could just kill you and make a run for it, right?"
"…"
The white-robed young man's pupils dilated.
He took a step forward from leaning on the wall and adopted a respectful posture this time around.
