Pfft... Maha Zoldyck's temper flared up—what?!
Outrageous. He had actually compared him to a toad.
Uchiha Hikaru had said that because this old bald bastard was so ancient that his skin had indeed gone from pale to gray, then from gray to green with age. Combined with his bald head, tiny eyes, wide mouth, and limbs that were thin and long out of proportion to his body, the only things he resembled upon closer inspection were a turtle or a toad.
"Kid, who the hell are you? Showing up here in the middle of the night—aren't you afraid someone will kill you? This old man has important business tonight, so I won't lower myself to your level. Get lost, now!"
Indeed, under ordinary circumstances, if someone cursed this old bald bastard, they might already have been skinned and hung from a tree by some lake, their corpse dangling in the water as bait for fishing.
The Zoldyck Family's dark history was quite brutal. Every so often, they would cause some tragedy that shocked the world, as though twisted hearts and a thirst for slaughter were innate abilities in their bloodline.
Only Killua Zoldyck and those born after him had been somewhat cleansed of that darkness. The others were each more badass than the last.
But words that should have sounded intimidating became strangely amusing when they came from this ridiculous old bald bastard's mouth.
"Hey, hey... what do you mean, get lost? I think you're the old bastard who should get lost. What, are you trying to sneak in and steal something? Be careful, or I'll beat you so badly even your mother won't recognize you!"
Uchiha Hikaru recognized the old bald bastard's identity, but Maha Zoldyck did not recognize Uchiha Hikaru. So this unscrupulous fellow deliberately teased him as