Seated there was a young man with golden hair. He was tall and possessed an extraordinarily refined, noble bearing, his eyes gleaming like stars.
The corners of his mouth lifted, and an irrepressible, excited smile spread across his face. A hint of madness even flickered in his eyes.
"I thought I'd never get the chance to take revenge. I never imagined you'd come here. It must be fate!"
The golden-haired young man drained his cup in one gulp and murmured, "You've certainly left me behind for now, but when it comes to backing, do you have a stronger background than I do?"
"Quasi-Hegemon Level beings may be powerful, but are they more powerful than my master? Even if you have a War Emperor Grade Quasi-Hegemon backing you, so what? In my master's eyes, they're nothing but ants he can crush with a flick of his hand!"
At the thought of this, the golden-haired young man threw his head back and laughed.
He was excited—wildly excited!
The events of the past flashed through his mind. At the thought of taking revenge and washing away his humiliation, he was so thrilled he could hardly keep from dancing!
"Let's take our time playing this game. You're in the light, and I'm in the shadows. I love this feeling of a cat toying with a mouse!"
The golden-haired young man rose and looked in a certain direction. "I'm not your only enemy. That friend of yours hates you just as much!"
With that, he flicked a finger and sent out a message talisman.
Before long, a reply came from the other side.
"Is that true?"
"Why not look into it yourself? Even if he's changed his appearance, you still remember his aura, don't you?" the golden-haired young man replied.
"Hmph. If it really is