章 1703: Courting Death

Sunny's words hung in the air, contrasted starkly against his polite smile. The two young Masters seemed frozen, as if unable to digest what they had just heard. 

Mercy of Clan Dagonet let out a stifled breath. 

At the same time, Ascended Tristan's eyes widened. 

His face, frozen in a state of stunned disbelief, was slowly contorted by a grimace of righteous wrath. 

Trembling in outrage, he bellowed:

"You dare?!"

Sunny couldn't quite believe it. He held his breath, his heart beating wildly. 

'Is… is he going to say it? He's going to say it! He totally is!'

His smile remained perfectly pleasant. 

"I do dare. Why, wasn't that obvious from my remark? Or has your Flaw made you deaf? Goodness gracious… dumb and deaf. What an unfortunate fate. You have my sympathy." 

The young Master stared at him, mouth agape. After a few moments of silence, Tristan pointed a trembling finger at Sunny and hissed: