66 Baseless Accusations

"Huh?" Catius took a moment to process what Vaner just said in his face. Then, his eyes darkened. "Are you trying to imply something?" he asked, his tone turning guttural. 

"You see... after I talked about yesterday's events with my disciples, I realized a few things," Vaner replied with a relaxed smile, moving away from the balustrade and sitting down on the sofa. 

This piece of comfort was present only in the VIP lodges, accessible only for the elders. And Vaner was more than happy to make the best use of it for his theatrics. 

"It appears that outside of my disciple, who as you could all see is pretty damn weak," Vaner made a small pause to reinforce his finisher, "you were the only one who touched that guy." Vaner finished his sentence by pointing his hand at Igrit, still whritting on the ground.