Xiao Tian almost burst out laughing, wondering how Masuda Ryosei's words sounded like he was being kept. After sizing him up once more, Xiao Tian patiently said, "Don't know, why don't you tell me."
"Sugai Yasuaki!" Masuda Ryosei declared proudly, his nostrils practically pointing skyward.
And upon his words, everyone around began to show cold smiles, as if they could already see Xiao Tian kneeling down to beg for mercy.
Xiao Tian furrowed his brow, softly muttering, "Sugai Yasuaki?"
Masuda Ryosei assumed Xiao Tian was frightened, and immediately regained a pompous demeanor. After wrapping the scratch on his hand with a handkerchief, he leaned back on the chair, watching Xiao Tian with great interest, awaiting the spectacle.
He was very certain that, at least in the current situation, even a major power like Mizuno Clan's Fujino Martial Arts Hall had to show some respect to Sugai Yasuaki, so he felt absolutely secure.
