Chương 449: The City of Partying

The angered, blonde-haired man took a step forward, but immediately stopped as an ominous force was felt like a cold, bitter wind.

"Careful now," Emilio warned with a calm smile.

It was a deceiving smile, to say the least; coated behind that expression was restrained malice—honed and mastered; the hot-headed muscle man could sense that much as he paused.

"—Tch," Everstein clicked his tongue before walking away, pushing past the spectators as he made his league from the tavern.

Avoiding an unnecessary fight, Emilio sat back down at the table with a small sigh of relief, fixing his seat as he looked around, "Alright, who's next?"

There was a pause for a minute as he glanced around for any takers before a heavy thud rang out with the arrival of a new challenger.

Putting his elbow on the table, he greeted the challenger before looking at them, "Let's have fu–"