Bullying The Weak
"Oh, they're back already. Hey, Arthur! We were just talking about you." A tall and charming young man around Arthur's age spoke up as he approached the frowning duo with a wide grin on his face.

"Bran, what do you want? Get out of my way before I slam your face into the hole you crawled out of. Those two minions of yours stink." Arthur threw a glance at duo standing besides Bran, and his lip corners raised.

The girl and a boy who Arthur understood to be twins stood besides the grinning Bran who flaring eyes, but they were unable to do anything rash. In the face of a student who'd already surpassed Lv3, they were trash.

"Hahahaha, bulling the weak? That's not like you, my friend." Bran took a step forward and reached out his hand to touch Arthur, wearing a smirk on his face, "I wonder what you've earned from that dungeon."

Arthur smacked away Bran's arm, and in the blink of an eye, his expression turned somewhat ugly. He was genuinely not too shocked that Bran would know, but t
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