Chapter 739: Max’s query
Beside them, Margo’s face darkened instantly, a storm brewing across his sharp features as he clenched his jaw hard enough that a muscle twitched in his cheek.
Max hadn’t even looked at him while speaking—hadn’t spared him a glance, hadn’t even acknowledged his presence—and the calculated slight burned hotter than fire in Margo’s chest.
It was as if Max had declared that Margo was too insignificant to warrant even a single word.
Alice, however, didn’t appear the least bit troubled. Instead, her eyes glowed softly with warmth as she nodded in quiet understanding, a gentle happiness radiating from her despite the looming tension.
She seemed utterly content that she’d been able to see Max again after so long, and her slight smile was like a balm against the heavy atmosphere crackling between the two men.
But then Margo finally snapped, his composure shattering as his sneer twisted into full-blown scorn. "A Level 1 Master Rank trash saying he would keep an eye on our team... this is too much of a joke," he spat, his voice dripping contempt as it rang out sharply through the hall, drawing a few curious glances from passing experts.
His eyes bored into Max with a mixture of fury and disbelief, unable to stomach how someone he viewed as a mere insect dared not only to ignore him but to speak so confidently of protecting his team. It was as though every word from Max was a slap across his pride.
Max, however, remained completely unfazed, his expression smooth as polished stone as he continued to act as if Margo were little more than air. He turned back to Alice, his tone casual and light. "Alright, see you on the battlefield," he said with a faint nod, as though their entire exchange with Margo had been nothing more than a passing breeze.
"You too," Alice replied, her lips parting in a genuine, bright smile that seemed to cut through the crimson haze lingering over the city like a blade of sunlight.