The server's eyes revealed a hint of awkwardness as he said, "They came up following a senior, a powerful level-five Spirit God. It's his prerogative to have a table and decide how many people he wants to bring."
"Nonsense!" The burly young man erupted in anger, his eyes brimming with fierce murderous intent. "Do you know who we are? We are the representatives from the Demon King Academy attending the God Demon Contest. Is this how you Heavenly Realm people treat guests? I don't see any level-five Spirit God; I see only a level-four Spirit God and a level-three Spirit God.
There's also a level-four Spirit King. I'm warning you, you better find us a seat, or if it affects the peace between our Demon World and your Heavenly Rank, can your Priest Restaurant bear the responsibility?"
