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.

without a care. "You want me to repeat that? Alright, have it your way." The man placed a cigarette between his lips, and his man quickly brought out a lighter and lit it

at Kain's face

asked

could not abide with such an insult, and he raised his machete, swinging it down

the other martial artists did not even see him

really asking for it, insulting Kain Loom in his face.

a handsome man like him

paying the price

as all the martial artists

snorted and moved, catching Kain's

"Huh?!"

in disbelief as he saw his machete

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

cutting through

was using

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