Chapter 784: Julio’s opportunity
"Haha, Young Master Omar, how was that little gift I left behind for you in the Berserk Lightning Region?"
Max’s laugh rang out, sharp and disdainful, echoing through the high rafters of the Hourglass Restaurant’s third floor. His white robes swished around his legs as he tilted his head slightly, his eyes glinting like blades beneath the glow of the lanterns overhead.
He taunted, voice dripping with a cruel amusement that rolled over the crowd like a sudden gust of icy wind. "Did it give you a good scare—or did it blow up more than just your pride?"
Omar’s face turned from livid red to pale gray, his mouth opening and closing wordlessly for a moment like a fish pulled from water. His chest heaved under the black robes marked with lightning sigils, and veins stood out at his temples as rage seethed inside him.
"You...!" he choked, fingers trembling as he pointed at Max, but words seemed to fail him.
Josh, who had been quietly observing the exchange with a deep frown, suddenly narrowed his eyes. The young man’s aura tightened like a coiling serpent, dense and oppressive, making the nearby tables rattle ever so slightly as cups and plates clinked together.
His sharp voice cut through the tension like a sword. "What happened, Young Master Omar?" he demanded, turning his eyes on Omar with a chilling calmness that only made the moment more dangerous.
Omar sucked in a shuddering breath, still glaring murderously at Max. "Josh, this is the one I told you about earlier!" he spat out finally. "This bastard dared to lay hands on me in the Berserk Lightning Region. He ambushed me, nearly killed me, and stole every treasure I carried—including the lightning marrow stones my father personally gave me!"
His voice trembled as humiliation and fury surged through him. "This wretch humiliated me!"