Signed A Thousand Slave Contract

In the damaged hotel hall, tension filled the air as dissent erupted among the gathering.

"This boy is too boastful. How can he expect us to be his slaves?" someone exclaimed, expressing the sentiments of many.

"Do you even know who I am? I hold an AA-Class Ranker title," another individual interjected. "Even if he might be stronger than me, countless people dream of reaching my level. I refuse to become a slave to someone younger."

A man in his forties, gripping a heavy hammer, vehemently disagreed with Talon's suggestions. He slammed the hammer into the ground, emphasizing his objection.

"He can never be my master. I won't degrade myself for someone younger than me."

Master Feng, the voice of authority, intervened with a commanding "Silence!" His words resonated, instantly quieting the room.

"Do you all believe you can afford the consequences? If you can, then pay up. But remember, none of you are going to leave here for trying to harm my boy," Master Feng stated, his gaze fixed