"Oh, haha, you know what? Look at him! Doesn't he look like a little sissy when he's mad?" the young man said with a wild laugh. "I just wonder what's going to happen when this young master… Ah!"
SLAP! With a crisp smack, the entire tavern fell deathly silent. Not a single sound could be heard. The gawking patrons stared, their mouths hanging slightly open in disbelief. Worry filled the eyes of others. 'It's obvious these two are outsiders,' they thought. 'They don't know how dangerous this young man is. In all of Seven-colored City, forget hitting him—even cursing him or looking at him for too long spells disaster. Everyone practically takes a detour just to avoid him. This young master has a resounding nickname in Seven-colored City, one that can even stop a child from crying!'
"The Great Demon King!"
