"The filthy slave didn't obey a noble's order when I asked kindly. " Kilo responded as if it was a valid reason to slap someone.
Nick turned his head. He saw Clair shivering, and her eyes looked like they were on the verge of tears.
"Do you know who I am?" Nick asked Kilo with a bloodlust-filled glare.
"You're that womanizer, aren't you, huh? Did I take your prey, pervertmoon, huh?" Kilo responded sarcastically. His gaze of mockery was enough to reveal his thoughts, but he still spoke with contempt.
Nick was on the verge of punching Kilo's teeth when the alcohol suddenly made him feel fine to say, "A wig and makeup can pass you as a woman. I am fine to clap your cheeks, even if you are a man."
The words Nick said made everyone look at him strangely. Even Vivid, who was sober, couldn't believe this statement.