"Poor guy, I say you're Charles's lackey, and you actually feel some inexplicable pride about it. It's just ridiculous." Wayne couldn't help but shake his head.
He truly couldn't understand what this person was thinking.
Labeled as a commoner's lackey, this guy showed no signs of inferiority, instead, he seemed to take pride in it.
It was simply laughable!
"Of course! I'm Charles's lackey. If I were your lackey, I'd be so ashamed that I'd dig a hole in the ground to hide in!" Jace said with a slight smile, continuing slowly:
"And by the way, even being Charles's lackey isn't something just anyone can qualify for. At the very least, you're not one of them!"
Faced with Jace's words, Wayne was left stunned in place. He could hardly believe what he had just heard.
As a fifth-level Beast Master, a member of the Haunted Marsh Wayne Family, and the Count of the Haunted Marsh Tomos, he was being told that he didn't even qualify to be Charles's lackey?
What an insult!
