Celty stiffened his body out of instinct.
He wasn't going to attack Kieran but it was more like he had met his greatest foe.
Before Celty came by, he already thought about Kieran since Kieran had displayed the strength of a powerhouse that rivaled a thousand men alone.
Any underestimation would lead Celty to a bad position but after meeting Kieran in person, he realized that he still underestimated him.
"Damn it, how could a common mercenary train such a disciple? Did those scouts that gathered information on him have sh*t in their mind?"
Celty was cursing those who gathered information about Kieran in his heart but his face maintained the friendly smile.
His eyes carefully sized up Kieran again.
Since the information gathered beforehand was useless now, all Celty could do was improvise and get what he could.
Kieran wasn't handsome by any means but clean looking with a pair of sharp energetic eyes. He was sitting down with his legs crossed and was extremely calm.
One talks, one stings.