"WHY ARE YOU NOT ANGRY, THIRD BROTHER?! TELL ME! WHY ARE YOU NOT FURIOUS?!"
The entire hall was dead silent as every single demon stared at the fuming Thorgan with a stunned and shocked expression.
Simon looked at Thorgan for a moment, and when he saw that Thorgan was still staring at him with fury in his eyes, he closed his eyes and sighed.
"There's no reason to be angry, Thorgan. Your anger won't change a thing. My anger won't change a thing, so it's better to be calm."
The sound of Thorgan gritting his teeth drifted into the ears of those close to him, and he clenched his fists tightly.
"It still doesn't make sense. It doesn't make sense at all. It isn't fair. How could you be a slave of the clan?"
"Your score was far higher than any other person in the trials, and if there was a third trial like she said, you would have most likely won because I fought with you and I know just how powerful you are. I would even struggle against you."
