"No way, he heard…" Nien's heart missed a beat, but the next second, he stiffened his neck and glared back. What was there to fear from a washed-up nobody in front of him? Soss had lost his potential and would definitely never reach the level of a Shadow Hunter. And unless one was a Shadow Hunter, even Transcendent Beings had no special privileges in the presence of the Royal Family's Aristocrats. Not to mention that Nien's household was an Earldom with real power, not some low-ranking noble family. Soss might be strong, but he had to abide by the rules of the Royal Family and could not lay a hand on his own kin.
Otherwise, the Royal Family would personally deal with such an Ungrateful Wolf.
Across from him, Soss's Killing Intent was churning; he was struggling to control his emotions. The side effects of overusing the Holy Spring Water surfaced again, and he narrowed his eyes, forcefully suppressing his rage, "You just wait..."
