“Who do you think you are, ordering me around like that?”
Arias gave the young man a rather unfriendly glare. This brat had got a lot of nerve, acting all pompous and bossing him around as if he were one of his servants.
“Heh! I’m Jose, heir of the Fosso Clan. Now hurry up and hand me the treasure you got from the goblins’ lair.”
The young man puffed out his chest and jutted out his chin a little more as he cast a disdainful glance at Arias. Knowing that he was the heir of the Fosso Clan, no one would dare to displease him. People treated him with respect when they learned who he was, even the heirs of the great clans were no exception. He needed only to say the name of his clan and people would almost cower before him.
“Fosso Clan? These people must be from another city then.”