June had to give the man credit for meeting the gaze of a Silver Ranker with Iron Rank power. Most people would've stammered under the pressure of the aura she radiated or begun apologizing, but the man only straightened up. Such willpower couldn't be cultivated in days.
But why does he have to be so damn infuriating? June thought. Why is it so hard for a capable man to be normal?
"So, are we gonna do it?" he asked, his eyes never leaving her as he munched on the kebab. "Let me finish my kebab first."
He really has a punchable face, June thought darkly. She already noticed that the guys standing around them had withdrawn and were maintaining a fair distance, while the cuffed men and the injured professor were groaning under their pressure.
