8 People are Classified into Different Strata!

"Father, since you acknowledged it, why didn't you help me deliver justice?" Clarence froze and stared at Armstrong in surprise.

"Justice? Heh! Clarence, what justice do you want?

"Do I have to slap William's face before everyone for your sake?" Armstrong scoffed. He shook his head, thinking Clarence was very naive.

"Father, does showing respect to William matter more than my reputation? Miranda has misunderstood me..."

Clarence's eyes were red as he let out a low bellow, enunciating each and every word clearly. 

At that moment, Clarence gritted his teeth and clenched his fists. The bones of his fingers creaked, and his fingernails sunk deep into his flesh.