CHAPTER 134

Leon stood before Lord Rosenberg, a smirk playing on his lips as he observed the older man's fury. The scene before him was not what he had expected after his long search, but the lord's reactions were oddly satisfying.

"Well, well," Leon drawled, breaking the tense silence. "It seems defeating your underlings has struck a nerve, Lord Rosenberg. I must admit, I expected more... composure from a man of your reputation."

Lord Rosenberg's face contorted with rage. "You insolent whelp! Do you think besting a few of my men grants you any standing here?"

"Oh, I don't just think it," Leon replied, his voice dripping with confidence. "I know it. Your reaction speaks volumes."

"You know nothing!" Rosenberg spat. "Defeating them means nothing when it comes to facing me."

Leon's eyes narrowed. "Is that so? Then why do you seem so... affected?"

"Affected? Ha!" Rosenberg scoffed, though his clenched fists betrayed his true feelings. "You're delusional, boy. I couldn't care less about those weaklin