Scene 2 - The Khoa Clan

Clearing his throat Sol tried to clear the awkward air, “I’ve been out for a while what did I missed while everyone was out? Sorry again that I made you guys worry...”

Luna sat on the other side of him pouting, “Darn right you should be sorry! I didn’t get to go shopping with our big sisters!”

Vince laughed heartily, “Haha… Don’t worry about it, little bro! A man should do what he thinks is right, just remember though what might happen next time to the people around you. Now let share what we did in town together. Len, I remember you and Xue dragging Ren hell and back in shopping right?”

And so they had a wonderful time recounting the things they did in town; everyone was filled with laughter enjoying the food. Nena was excitingly telling everyone what Len and Rune were doing yesterday, talking about the pretty necklace they picked out for Len.

Nena said, “And then big sis Len…”

A loud bang was heard suddenly while they were wolfing down their food; just then Nena was halfway through her story. Everyone in the room stopped eating and stared at the open doors leading to the first floor; seven robed figures walk through the entrance with the woman waiter in tow sweating bullets.

The leader of these seven was a tall handsome young man with curly black hair around the age of sixteen. Currently, he had foul expression plastered on his face as he strolled into the full room full of arrogance. Everyone sitting on the floor was inwardly filled with disdain, how dare these brats ruin the atmosphere!

Their expressions with the exception of the siblings turned pale, once they saw the red robes and the symbols on them fear began to creep in their eyes.

Seeing the surrounding peoples expression Vince whispered to Dela, “Hey you know who these guys are?”

Dela leaned her head back full of disdain, her eyes filled with contempt and ridicule, “Ah. Those idiots from the Khoa clan thinking they're some big shit again, didn’t they learn their lesson from last time? Just some new hatchings by what I take it, only the one standing in front of the group is barely worth his weight in salt at the HBR 4th stage. The rest of them are the peak of the third and under, don’t worry about them they're small fry let's just continue eating our meal Sol say ahh~.”

Dela began feeding Sol who didn’t resist in the slightest; he was too weak to lift his arms much.

‘Being fed by Dela wasn’t so bad’ he thought to open his mouth for another bite.

The young man leading the group gnashed his teeth, ‘Why the fuck are all the tables filled, didn’t this establishment know that I the young master of the Kora Clan upon would eat here today! I made sure to leave a reservation when my father hears about this he’ll have the owner's head for this loss of face!’

Seeing their young master so frustrated by seeing all tables filled with people; one of the youths behind him finally built tried courage to stop their leader only to be hit ruthlessly by the man.

Ren frowned at the scene and so did a few others. He grabbed the hilt of his sword on his belt; only to be stopped by Vince when he placed his hand out to block Rens’ movement.

The leader berated the youth that he had struck, “Fool! You how dare you try to stop me? You'll make me lose face! I’m already in a bad mood because of Taoist PrupleCleave and now this!”

The man in red searched around looking for a table until he saw the ten youths sitting at the table enjoying themselves while he was talking. He grew angry at them, how dare they ignore his grand presence! They were seeking death!

He stormed over in an arrogant nature at the ten, quickly followed by the six youths. He rage was building up with each step he took.

As soon as he got within three meters from them he yelled, “I the great Boren Kora tell you, peasants, to screw off and relinquish your table, this is our table now! If you don't leave right this instant don’t feel bad for us being impolite!”

Saren said a few words smiling, “Now, now there must be a nice place for your people's standard; Oh! I know the place where the trash can go. Len help me out; what's that place trash is stored at?”

Len normally faint presence flared with arrogance her eyes cold as she stared at the leader with disdain, “That would be 'the dump' little brother.”

Saren smiled nodding enthusiastically, “Thank you, big sis! You heard us trash, why don’t you take your group of trash and casually FUCK OFF TO A DUMP!”

Saren and Len had like-minded personalities they were arrogant to the point that made their own siblings embarrassed by their behavior. If the siblings were to say what type of arrogance that was they would say it in a manner like so.

Saren was a sharp-tongued youth and had the eyes of a wild man; who allowed no one to get the better of him, whether it a battle of words or in a fight.

Whilst Len arrogance was breed into her bones, she wouldn’t dare let anyone step on her pride. Though no one ever did since Len lacked a presence, to begin with so her arrogance never really flared up.

The Boren expression changed to various expressions from shock, to disbelief, then to anger, and finally settling into madness.

“You dare to step on my face? I’ll fucking kill you, I'll kill every one of you filthy insects!”