"That's because you're the Blood Son," Euphelia replied angrily.
"It looks like I underestimated the Blood Son's identity," the Blood God Clone said calmly.
"You'll get used to it in the future. Did you defeat Xakerly from the Vanstone clan?" Euphelia asked again.
"Don't you know?" The Blood God Clone glanced at her.
"Cough, I just want to hear you admit it." Euphelia coughed awkwardly.
"Yes, that's right. I defeated him. The Xakerly's ability is nothing," the Blood God Clone said.
"…Nothing?" Euphelia was speechless. She couldn't tell if this fellow was boasting or if he really felt that way.
That was the top talent of the Vanstone Family but he said that it was nothing. If Xakerly knew about this, would he die from anger?
Euphelia's expression turned strange.
But thinking about the other party's ability, she felt that he had the right to say this.
Even Xakerly wasn't his match. His talent and ability were exceptional. She had never met a talent like him.
