Cecil let out a cold snort and declared defiantly, "I'll have you know, they are my best friends. Even if we killed your illegitimate son, what are you going to do about it? I'm not afraid of you!"
Cecil's arrogance enraged the middle-aged man, his eyes burning with fury. He spat back menacingly, "You f*****g asshole! Even your father wouldn't have the guts to speak to me like that!"
From their exchange, I could tell that while Cecil's father held considerable power, the middle-aged man's robe bore patterns resembling the Foetal Sword, a symbol linked to the Wizard's Tower. His status was certainly formidable, perhaps even that of a Deputy Chief Judge, given the strict garment regulations among the wizards here.
Yet Cecil showed no fear of the middle-aged man. I suspected his boldness h
