"Young Master Onis, that person is..."
Before Siville could finish, the blond young man waved a hand and cut her off. "Madam Siville, I don't care who they are, but I can give you some face. As long as they leave Viewing Platform No. 3 now, I'll let bygones be bygones."
Upon hearing this, Siville did not try to persuade him further.
His habit of refusing to let others finish speaking was truly irritating. Since that was the case, she would let this brat have a proper taste of suffering.
"Young Master Onis, Viewing Platform No. 3 currently belongs to those two distinguished guests. Even as the owner of Night Dew Garden, I have no authority to ask them to leave."
"If you want it, you may negotiate with those two distinguished guests yourself."
After saying that, Siville gave him no chance to react. She stepped aside, clearing the entrance to Viewing Platform No. 3 and gesturing for the blond young man to enter.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, the blond young man's gaze toward Siville turned somewhat cold.
One reason he had spoken to her politely was her slight familial connection to Archbishop Cyrus. The other was her beauty.
He was quite willing to display gentlemanly manners toward beautiful ladies.
However, since she refused a toast only to drink a forfeit, he would not indulge her.
Sensing that the only son of a Legend was about to make a move, the surrounding onlookers hurriedly retreated several steps to avoid being caught up in the coming conflict.
Under Siville's gaze, the blond young man signaled for the silver-haired woman beside him to move away. Then he strode forward, preparing to reason properly with the two people and make them retreat in the face of difficulty.
If they did not like listening