Bruce stormed out of Kyle's room with a frustrated scowl, his hands clenched into tight fists.
"That stubborn bastard…"
He muttered under his breath.
Kyle didn't care about the rumors at all, and it drove Bruce insane.
The young master didn't realize how dangerous these rumors could become.
If the wrong people caught wind of them, Kyle could gain unnecessary enemies—or worse, attract attention from the wrong kind of people.
Yet…
Kyle just sat there like none of it mattered.
Back in the room, Kyle flipped through his book lazily.
"What's the big deal?"
He murmured to himself.
All he did was clean up some trash. He doubted people would even care about this a few weeks from now.
Right now, there were more important things to focus on.
Like the Frozen Armored Bear.
A dangerous creature with thick frosted fur and armor-like scales covering its body, it was known as one of the hardest monsters to kill alone.
But Kyle didn't care.
