The young man made no effort to keep his shout down.
At once, the music behind the buffet table stopped.
In fact, it was not just the musicians. The guests in the hall had noticed the young men as soon as they approached from afar.
The impeccably dressed guests were positively thrilled.
They could see that these young men were going to make trouble for Arthur.
It was not that they bore him any real ill will.
They simply wanted to watch the fun!
When it came to watching a spectacle, rank and status meant nothing.
Everyone loved a good show.
The guests watched eagerly. None of them had expected one evening to offer so many spectacles in succession.
How would Arthur deal with these repeated provocations?
Would he berate them?
Or actually draw his sword and duel?
Or perhaps...
A curse?!
At that thought, quite a few guests flushed with excitement beneath the bright lights. Had they not feared the formidable reputation of the Lady of the Long Night, they might already have begun roaring as though watching a match in an underground arena.
Besides, compared with underground fights, they were far more eager to see a "curse"!
After all, they had never seen what a real "curse" looked like.
Who would have thought they would get the chance tonight!
Their eyes immediately widened.
Arthur, meanwhile, remained on the sofa and held back Scott, who had already picked up an empty plate.
It was not that Arthur thought these young men did not deserve a beating.
In Arthur's view, youthful impulsiveness was unavoidable, something every young person experienced. Especially when hormones ran rampant, such impulses could completely cloud their judgment.
But that did not mean they could escape the consequences.
Since the woman named Malinda Julius Caesar had provoked