Marcus had a tendency to twist stories.
As soon as Camry walked in, Marcus had put him on a pedestal. He seemed to imply that Isaac had captured him on Camry's territory. So, if Camry didn't take revenge on his behalf, it'd be a slap in his face.
Not to mention, Camry was now in the elite circle of Pecling. He was the famous new prince, and everyone worshiped the ground he walked on. It was because his father was about to become the supreme commander of the House of Custos. In this world, only less than ten people could command all three military units.
As soon as Camry entered, the atmosphere in the foyer seemed to freeze over.
His dark gaze flitted over Isaac briefly. It was as though he didn't even consider him a threat.
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