Chapter 162: Falling Face First

Klaus didn't even bother to lift his head. He kept chewing, completely unbothered. Without looking up, he muttered, "Put a leash on it, boy. This big daddy is eating." His voice was casual, almost lazy, but the message was clear. He wasn't interested in playing games.

The room tensed. Klaus's response was enough to make jaws drop, He wasn't bothered, not even in the slightest. If someone was calling him out like that, they either wanted attention or had something to prove. Neither option interested him.

The young man stopped in his tracks, clearly taken aback by Klaus's lack of response or more like his nonchalant response. His face reddened with anger. "Are you really that scared, Klaus? Hiding behind your food?"