"Is it you? How dare you attack our Apollo Familia!"

The little human shouted with anger and anger, his face turned blue when he thought about how he was almost hit by a fork.

"Who are you? Which clan are you from? Do you want to die?"

The entire tavern's attention was focused on the man in black robe.

Some people were secretly laughing at someone who didn't care enough to provoke the Apollo Familia. Some people were thinking that even Hyacinthus didn't realize how strong this man was, with all his faces on display.

"Weren't you still discussing me just now?"

The man in black robe sat on the chair and didn't even get up.

"Discussing you?"

Jacintos frowned and muttered to himself.

"Huh? Don't be arrogant, we are a high-ranking family, why should we discuss-"

The little human race hasn't finished speaking yet.
Chapter completed!