Chapter 107: A Disease of Pride
Veyron steadied himself with a long, deliberate breath. The twitch of anger smoothed into a cold sneer as he spoke again, voice laced with superiority.
"You say I shouldn't touch what doesn't belong to me... on that much, I agree. But who said she doesn't belong to me?"
His gaze sharpened like a blade, the words dripping with possessive malice.
Ethan tilted his head, utterly unshaken. A slow, almost amused exhale left him before he replied with casual venom.
"Ah... so it's that. A disease." He tapped his temple mockingly. "A disease that makes people think everything they see suddenly belongs to them. Nasty thing and dangerous too. Some poor fool might even get beaten senseless if they ran into the wrong person."
The nearby adventurers bit their tongues, shoulders trembling with restrained laughter. No one dared to openly mock a noble, not unless they were suicidal.
