Sweet Mask's words caused a faint pressure to fill the air.
Fang Li did not even raise his head. He remained seated on the bed, drinking the soup Sylvia had prepared for him, completely ignoring Sweet Mask.
Seeing Fang Li like this, Sweet Mask could not help taking a step forward and demanding an answer.
"Don't you have anything to say?"
The hostility in his tone was already unmistakable.
At that moment, people began barging in from outside one after another.
They were, surprisingly, a group of S-Class Heroes from the Hero Association.
"What are you doing, Sweet Mask?"
Bang stood with his hands behind his back, frowning deeply at Sweet Mask.
"The Hero Association told us that you asked where One-sided Rakshasa was staying and then rushed straight over. We thought something seemed off about you, so they notified those of us still at the Association."
Atomic Samurai explained as he rested a hand on the sword at his waist, his gaze fixed on Sweet Mask.
Kid Emperor, King, Superalloy Darkshine, Tanktop Master, and Flashy Flash had come as well.
Even Tatsumaki flew in a few seconds later.
"What game are you all playing here now?"
Tatsumaki shouted.
Yet Sweet Mask merely turned around and looked at the S-Class Heroes.
His eyes and face were filled with disappointment and mockery.
"So you people are still here?" Sweet Mask said mercilessly. "S-Class Heroes who could not even protect a single city still have the nerve to stay here. I really underestimated you. Don't you even know the most basic sense of shame?"
With that one sentence, he offended everyone present.
Bang, Atomic Samurai, Kid Emperor, King, Superalloy Darkshine, Tanktop Master, and Flashy Flash all frowned at once.
It could not be helped. Sweet Mask's words were simply too harsh.
But