Victor's eyes shifted to look to the side. There, he noticed that the queue behind him had changed quite a bit. What was before an organized, straight line, had suddenly dispersed around, leaving room for a group of people.
The group consisted of boys clad in expensive clothes who carried themselves rather arrogantly. However, almost all of them looked weak, except for one single person, who coincidentally stood right in front of Victor, staring at him coldly.
He was a little taller than Victor, with rather good-looking features, blond hair, and grey eyes. He glared coldly at Victor as he unleashed his aura.
Squinting his eyes, Victor said. "I was about to move."
Even though the boy seemed strong, it didn't really bother Victor. Then, he turned around to Nameless. "Let's go."
