Draven received the saliva spitting from the mouth of the man in the middle. Hearing his remark, he couldn't help but be shocked inside. Was there such a rule? He thought as he tried to remember the butler who introduced him to the condominium. He wasn't reminded of saying such sort things.
Of course, it wasn't because the butler had forgotten to remind them. However, seeing them still in their youth, curiosity always brought disaster to them, so he kept his mouth shut. Who would have thought Draven would enter a place akin to an underground world?
The man in the middle saw Draven in a daze, seemingly ignoring his remarks. He felt ridicule, and the veins on his hand grabbing towards Draven's collar popped out. The clutch tightened, and it didn't long before it ripped Draven's uniform.
Although it was only around the part of the collar, it didn't mean Draven would continue to ignore it.
Creation is hard, cheer me up!