Feeling the bloodlust coming from the shark merman, Daimon stood up from his chair and stood in front of him, making the other nobles realize things were getting out of hands, it was forbidden to fight inside of the hotel, so at most others would verbally fight, but it was clear as day that the black-haired youth wasn't in for a conversation.
"Is he really going to…".
"Well, neo nobles don't respect the founding noble houses, so it's normal for conflicts to explode between them".
The shark guy who was all smiles as moment ago, frowned, the level of nobles in this city besides those from the Blackfin family, was relatively low, so as part of a family that served the royals, he enjoyed the sensation of being in the upper part of the food chain as log as he was far from the capital.
But now he met someone who didn't give a damn about status, a clear sign of the neo noble faction, and things weren't going as he expected