Nero studied the man in front of him. There was an arrogance that filled his eyes, as well as a sense of pride. He had been accused of not knowing the struggles of his son, but he felt prideful that he was able to disprove that claim, even if he admitted to instigating Silas' troubles himself in doing so.
"Back in your day?" Nero repeated, his voice no longer amused. In fact, even his volume had decreased as he spoke once more.
"Was it really tough, back in your day? Did you suffer a lot? Was life inconvenient for you?" Nero's mocking tone was quite harsh, and even the butler standing behind him began to stir his aura as a warning.
