D-Does this guy really want me to bow down for him? This stupid heathen?

Baruk Al Yusuf looked at the man in front of him with disdain.

It was a young face.

At most, thirty.

Of course, though age wasn’t the deciding factor of ability as a Lord, experience was also required in order to be a good Lord. If a young boy that was a Lord came to flaunt his power to others, it would come off as ridiculous.

But looking at Kang Chul-In’s face, he didn’t seem like an immature youngster.

Though he had a young face, strangely there seemed to be seriousness and experience emanating from his eyes. It meant that he wasn’t a foolish youngster who thought he was able to do anything under the heavens. 

“How dare you.”

With an angry voice, Baruk Al Yusuf spoke.

“How dare you ask that I, Baruk Al Yusuf, the rebirth of the great god Allah kneel down!”

Baruk Al Yusuf was angered.

Even though the opponent standing in front of him was ranked first, he was also no pushover, ranked just behind at second. To ask that he kneel down, this was utter humiliation in front of the crowd. 

But what Kang Chul-In thought was different.

You’re a dead man anyway.

In Kang Chul-In’s eyes Baruk Al Yusuf was a dead man standing, who was sooner or later going to be hunted down by an alliance of Lords angered at his actions.

Disgusting psychopath.

There were many reasons that Kang Chul-In disliked Baruk Al Yusuf.

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