Deril

"Woah!?" The crowd went to the uproar when they heard what the man said. Not because of his claim over the matter, but because he was one of thirty-one Platinum Rank in the city.

He was quite famous in the city, he and his party were known in the city. White Tiger, a party formed by seven people with three Platinum Ranks as a member, and Deril was one of the three.

Tang Shaoyang glanced at the badge that hung on his neck. While his badge was made of wood, Deril's badge was coated with enhanced platinum.

"Interesting, Platinum Rank tried to bully the newbie, are you not ashamed, oh my friend, Deril?" A voice echoed from the second floor. Everyone glanced to the second floor, a man with a red robe that covered his body to the leg was leaning toward the rail.

The man had reddish-brown short hair that combed neatly to the side, holding a glass of red wine in his right. From the man's age, he was about the same age as the man with the blue plate armor.