Such a bold statement left the reporters speechless. Their lips parted in dumbfounded silence as they stared up at the platform.0

It was true that Eugene had arrived much later than scheduled. Moreover, they had been standing under the scorching sun for far too long, which would naturally breed discontent.1

But among those gathered, who could openly express their dissatisfaction with Eugene Lionheart? They were resigned to keep their silence despite any complaints or grievances they might have. It could not be helped, especially not after Eugene had directly challenged them to voice their grievances. Not a soul dared to speak.0

They simply averted their gazes from Eugene’s glare. At that moment, most of the reporters came to a stark realization. Recollections from their childhood, particularly those regarding childhood fairy tales, came flooding back.0

Who was the one known for his foul temper and scoundrel-like behavior among the five heroes led by the Great Vermouth?0

He might have reincarnated after three hundred years as the Hero of the current era, but Eugene Lionheart’s true nature was unchanged and unmistakable.0

"Looks like there might be some complaints, so instead of harboring grim thoughts, speak up if you have any gripes,” Eugene repeated once more.0

After having ascended the platform, Eugene surveyed the surroundings with his eyebrows furrowed in apparent annoyance.0

"Now, how can you expect someone to stand here and talk without even a chair? Are you saying...2