Solving Incident

Adam climbed back to his feet with his hand clutching his waist.

That single kick must've broken some of his ribs.

"You fuck!" The Necroman Guild's members shouted. "You'll pay for what you did!"

"I did what exactly?" Adam asked with a raised eyebrow. "I was just disciplining him. You should know what might happen if you insult a guild; it's his fault for being ignorant. In worse circumstances, I might've killed him for that insult."

That response caused a few people to chuckle here and there. 

He turned Karma's words against him, and he was also completely correct.

It was a death sentence to go and just insult a guild like that, especially since Necroman and the Crimson Hounds were of the same tier—the war between them would lead to many deaths.

The members of Necroman gritted their teeth and felt troubled. They weren't as drunk as Karma, so they were able to feel somewhat level-headed.