The martial artists were mingling, playing drinking games, and recounting the old days, while others drunkenly headed to open spaces to spar. Many were cheering them on, and while it was a restless sight, there was no sign of quarrel, let alone destruction of property.

If anything, it was within the accepted limit.

However, just as they were busy playing around, the doors to the ballroom were kicked open, and a man in an ink-green military coat strode in.

The commotion left the hall silent, as everyone turned to look at the military man.

However, even before any of the martial artists could ask where he came from, he chuckled coolly and ruthlessly mocked everyone on the spot. "Heh. What a bunch of trash." Bang!

Kain Loom the Wild Blade slammed his hand on the table, springing to his feet.

He might have conceded to Frank days earlier, but that did not mean that just anyone was allowed to insult him!

Shoving away the people in his way, he strode up to the military man, cracking his neck audibly while brandishing his machete.

"Why don't you take a look at this before you repeat that?" He sneered viciously.

the ballroom was glaring coolly at the military man, but he simply smiled and continued without a care. "You want me to repeat that? Alright, have it your way." The man placed a cigarette

light puff at Kain's face and

asked

insult, and he raised his machete, swinging it down

was so quick that most of the other

in his face. He almost seems important,

such a

be it. He's paying the price

all the martial artists

going to die, he snorted and moved, catching Kain's horrific

"Huh?!"

widened in disbelief as he

did not give up with a thunderous bellow, his temple veins bulging as he tried to cut the man's

through the

using all

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