A thunderous laughter echoed across the hall, but it did not come from the Crown Prince but from the man on his right, a member of the Deus Behemoth Race.
After his laughter finished, he jumped out of his seat and into the middle of the room before pointing his finger at Cain.
"You are a true man. My name is Desmond Zanginis. Let's fight to see who is stronger!"
Cain frowned again since the man's words were not any less rude than those of the Third Imperial Prince. However, before he could jump to conclusions, he heard the voice of the Fourth Imperial Prince in his mind.
"Brother Cain, it is normal for members of the young generation of the Deus Behemoth Race to challenge others at any time. Actually, they only challenge worthy warriors and can be considered a sign of respect."
