Chapitre 1487: Type

Dyon didn't seem surprised. "If you'd like people to treat you well, then it's best you don't treat them like little toys that move at your will. No matter how intelligent you believe you are, I promise you that there's a higher mountain and sky that exists."

"And you're that boundless mountain and limitless sky, then?" Aritzia sneered.

"Intelligent people don't need to speak such frivolous words. Yet, instead of denying what I've said, you've instead grown defensive, heavily implying that it's impossible for me to be your better. Don't you find that a bit silly?"

Aritzia paused.

"I don't mind showing you this higher mountain and sky, though." Dyon smiled lightly. "Let's play a game."

Aritzia's eyes narrowed. "What game."

"I'm sure you've heard of the Ancient Games, no?"