Michael felt their piercing eyes analyzing every bit of his clothes and attitude. They were assessing him, and everyone else beside him. The Dragonborns took it better than him. Zion looked bored, Sheina kept her composure, and Umisu just slinked back behind her sister.
"Ah, so you are Michael?" Levi asked, standing up. "I've heard great rumors about you. I'm quite curious to see if any of them are true."
A chuckle came from the other side of the table. "Funny. Perhaps that's the only thing we're going to be agreeing on, Levi," said Theresa. "The youngest Nascent Spirit cultivator, they said."
As soon as she said that, gasps rang out from the people around the feast. The only people who knew about that fact were the Upper Echelon elites. It wasn't spread around to the general public.
"What? A young kid like him is a Nascent Spirit cultivator?!"
Michael took their questions confidently. "Well, would you like to find out?"
