A young man with curly hair and blue eyes smiled as he first glanced at Avery, and his smile seemed to turn more brilliant as he moved to look at Crey.
Yakov was physically a thin man with strong arms, with a beautiful smile and most likely he was aware of it. That's why he was often found smiling around, while talking with everyone, giving a good gentleman impression to anyone.
This time he nodded a little to Crey as he chuckled in a good-natured way,
"Hmm, Crey Morgan is seeking me out just a day before the scheduled challenge.
I won't lie, it is just making me feel excited to see what you wish to bring to the table. Hehe, I might get swayed by my desires. "
Crey, who was about to talk with him about the issue, held back his tongue as he looked at this kid. His eyes narrowed as he sensed the arrogance and pretense in his demeanor, not an iota less than what he had heard about him from his classmates.
