Kick

If Ramir thought that the two of them would be intimidated and scared by his identity and even mentioning Duke Merphen, then he was greatly mistaken. Arren and Rave didn't even flinch or bat an eyelid at him after he spoke, and they were still standing on guard against them and not hiding their hostility. 

Arren sneered again, arching his brow and mocking Ramir once more: "Who the fuck cares whose grandson you are? Are you really an alpha and you need to mention your grandpa to bully the weak, eh? How weak if that's the case?" His voice was so loud that a lot of people in the room heard it; he didn't tone down his voice in the slightest. 

If this motherfucker wanted a mess, then he would gladly give him chaos. 

"And just I thought Duke Merphen advocates equality among the second genders, even saying change on how to treat commoners, and yet his own grandson is like this? Seriously, it makes me wonder if his advocacy is only for public image, after all."