บท 117: Chapter 117 - Really, To Dare Treat My Blood Race Like That... Are You Seeking Death?

"Urghh…"

With a weak groan, a tall man wearing a luxurious black suit that has been crumpled along with some specks of dirt on it has been thrown at the ground before a young man wearing a high school uniform showed a twisted and sly expression on his average-looking young face.

"Hahahaha, a fool! To think that the great blood race, an elder one at that, is currently so weak, unable to even make a single move and is at the mercy of my hand! And it was all because of a single useless 'woman'!"