My queen is rebelling!

The disdainful and mocking gazes vanished without a trace.

The audience in the stands looked at the mysterious noble wearing a silver mask on the arena, a hint of respect and faint fear rising in their hearts.

Although this person was only at Tier 1, just starting out in the extraordinary sequence, this was even more shocking—a Tier 1 who could easily defeat seven peers, such potential and talent was unheard of, or at least extremely rare in Aefine.

The audience's eyes followed Cohen's figure, and finally, someone on the second floor couldn't hold back any longer.

Sandro Gunter, disregarding the dissuasion of those around him, pushed open the box door with two guards and walked out.

Cohen was considering whether to fight tomorrow or not, after all, the experience came too easily, and after ten consecutive victories, he would have to fight opponents one tier higher, which would make the experience points increase even faster.

Sandro blocked Cohen's path and said:

"I am the second son of the Grand Duke of the Southern Border. I am now giving you a chance. As long as you can last one minute under my guard's hand, I can take you as my servant.

If you can break through the Bronze Tier within three years, I will ask my father to grant you knighthood!"

The second son of the Grand Duke of the Southern Border!

Everyone was immediately attracted by Sandro's voice.

Unexpectedly, this "Lord of Shadows" attracted the attention of the Grand Duke's son on his first day.

Many people showed envious and jealous expressions.

Being able to climb onto the high branch of the Grand Duke's son was something they wouldn't even dare to dream of.

Cohen was stunned for a moment, not because of Sandro's solicitation, but because he was wondering why the second son of the Southern Border Grand Duke had suddenly come to Florence.

Wasn't his elder brother's arm just chopped off before he returned to the Southern Border? How come another young master has come? Is the Gunter family really worried about having too many heirs?

There's definitely something fishy!

Cohen stared at this young noble, whose aura seemed weak due to long-term indulgence in pleasure, and recalled the information about the Southern Border Gunter family that Snape had introduced to him:

The eldest son is shrewd and capable, with outstanding talent, and is the well-deserved heir to the Grand Duke.

The second son is idle, lecherous, and has mediocre talent. He is in his twenties and has not yet broken through the Bronze Tier. He is a standard playboy.

Cohen vaguely had a plan. Perhaps he could use this not-so-bright second son to stir up some trouble in the Southern Border.

After all, Queen Sister's actions have clearly broken face with the Southern Border. Since this is the case, it is better to strike first!

Seeing that Cohen was unmoved, a hint of jealousy appeared on Sandro's face. Because of his poor talent, coupled with being often compared with his talented elder brother, he hated these geniuses the most.

Now that he took the initiative to solicit, he didn't expect this "Lord of Shadows" to ignore him in front of so many people. This was really damn it!

He was a dignified son of the Grand Duke, how dare this lowly person!

His heart was filled with anger, and with a tense face, he gave the guard behind him a look.

The guard snorted coldly and said:

"Presumptuous, His Highness took the initiative to lower his status to solicit you, why don't you even respond!"

Cohen didn't want to provoke unnecessary conflicts, after all, his identity as the "Lord of Shadows" was still very useful. He replied expressionlessly:

"Not interested." After saying that, he walked forward on his own.

People who were paying attention to the situation on the field were stunned by Cohen's actions.

To directly and bluntly reject the solicitation of the son of the most powerful noble in the country, should he be said to be ignorant or stupid?

Sandro's face turned ashen in an instant, his teeth chattering.

In front of so many people, including many nobles from home and abroad, being ignored by a Tier 1 extraordinary person was tantamount to trampling his face heavily on the ground.

Sandro stood in front of Cohen, squeezing out a few words from between his teeth, his voice becoming sharp and piercing due to anger:

"What did you say?"

Cohen sighed inwardly. He could see that this kid was just a spoiled pig who was used to being arrogant.

It was estimated that he was used to being arrogant in the Southern Border, developing a habit of doing whatever he wanted.

Cohen's tone became cold and stern:

"Didn't hear that the second son of the Gunter family is deaf, get out!"

As soon as these words came out, a great uproar immediately erupted in the arena.

Many people suddenly felt that they had misheard. What the hell, this "Lord of Shadows" is so tough, directly telling the Grand Duke's son to get out?

That's the Grand Duke of the Southern Border! In the entire Florence, no more than a handful of people are qualified to say this!

Sandro seemed to have heard something unbelievable, his facial muscles tightened, the veins on his neck were clearly visible, and an angry aura spewed from his mouth:

Kneel down and beg for mercy, become my slave, this young master will spare your life!

Cohen looked at Sandro coldly, a mere Tier 3 playboy, if he acted unexpectedly, he should be able to kill him instantly, it's just a pity for the identity of the "Lord of Shadows".

A cold light flashed in his eyes, preparing to attack.

Sandro only felt a chill run down his spine, and his breathing inexplicably stagnated.

It was as if an unknown fear was about to devour him.

Suddenly, a cold voice interrupted Cohen's actions:

"Telling you to get out, didn't you hear!"

The voice was not loud, but it revealed contempt, once again causing a burst of uproar.

What's going on today? The dignified son of the Grand Duke is actually being scolded back and forth.

Hearing the undisguised scolding, Sandro's features twisted with anger, the great humiliation was driving him crazy. Just as he was about to burst into abuse, he found that the voice actually came from a few boxes at the front of the first floor.

After discovering the source of the voice, Sandro calmed down a lot. Although he was a playboy, he also knew that some people could be provoked, and some people could not be provoked.

Especially those who are qualified to sit on the first floor of the Extraordinary Arena, their status is no lower than his father's. He, a second-in-line heir, is really not qualified to shout loudly.

Suppressing his anger, Sandro saw clearly the box that made the sound, it was actually someone from "Pale Wings".

Thinking that his family was still discussing business with them not long ago, but now they were making it so ugly in public, the corner of Sandro's eyes twitched fiercely, and he asked angrily:

"Viser, our Southern Border hasn't offended you, has it? Don't you want to talk about business anymore?"

But Sandro was destined to be disappointed, because the person sitting in the "Pale Wings" box today was not the branch manager who often did business with him!