Chapter 146: A Familiar Face
The indignation radiating from Princess Monica was a palpable force.
It was a testament to a pride that had never before been so directly and so publicly challenged.
She couldn’t bear it. The very idea that someone anyone would dare to call her weak was unthinkable to her.
Adam however simply smiled. It was a lazy almost bored smile. He leaned back in his chair in the front row. He laced his hands behind his head in a gesture of utter relaxation.
He looked at the seething princess. His eyes were filled not with malice or anger but with a condescending almost clinical amusement. He found her anger very entertaining.
"Has no one ever told you the truth before?" he asked. His voice was calm and conversational like they were just having a friendly chat. Yet each word was a carefully aimed dart at her inflated ego her immense pride.
"Is your palace filled with nothing but sycophants people who only tell you what you want to hear? Or has no one ever had the courage to remind you that you are not the strongest person on this continent? In fact," he added his smile widening slightly
"you are not even the strongest person of your own age." He was about to continue.
He was about to mention that her own father the Emperor had himself acknowledged another’s potential as superior to hers.
But Monica reacted before he could finish the sentence. She couldn’t take any more.
With a furious cry Monica drew her arm back. She channeled a significant amount of her own potent energy into her fist. It began to glow with a faint shimmering light. Her speed was incredible.