Gustaff bellowed in laughter from Nolan's reaction.
Kyran, on the other hand, felt cold sweat running down his back. He looked at Gustaff in amazement, both on how he was not fazed at Nolan looking at him with daggers in his eyes and the fact Gustaff even considered he and Nolan were— err related in that way. After all, Kyran in Nar's face had nothing in common with Nolan. This burly guy had guts.
Gustaff looked at the young man behind Nolan. Earlier, he did fail to notice him because he was practically hidden from his view with Nolan's body frame. Now that he had a better view of him, he felt a little bad for this kid if Nolan planned to train him in that 'place.'
"How old are you?" Gustaff asked.
Kyran replied at once, "Eighteen."
Gustaff raised his brows and whistled, "You look older."
"That's because he's in disguise," Nolan told him.
Kyran immediately frowned and glared at Nolan, "Oi."
