C1246 Bet

Everyone's faces had turned sour.

Being treated like an insignificant ant would sour anyone's mood.

"Damn it!" The towering burly man exploded with rage, jabbing his finger at the nose of the shorter, stocky youth. "What the hell are you putting on airs for? You're the ant here!"

"When it's time for me to kill you, let's see if you can keep up that tough talk," the short