Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons novel Chapter 616

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Chapter 616: Chapter 616 - Taming Respect

The young noble evaluated him, clearly trying to determine if Ren was someone important or simply audacious. His eyes swept from Ren’s expensive ’off-colored tunic’ down to his polished ’comfortable-first’ boots, then back up again with growing confusion. The clothing style screamed new wealth, and the face was unfamiliar.

"Your family," he repeated with a tone suggesting disbelief, his lip curling slightly. "And who exactly are you?"

Ren simply looked at the noble without changing his neutral expression and sighed, somewhere between bored and annoyed at "this type of thing".

He’d dealt with enough entitled nobles at the academy to recognize the pattern, the posturing, the assumed superiority, the need to establish dominance over anyone perceived as inferior.

The butler, positioned discreetly behind Ren, considered intervening. His hand twitched toward his side, where a formal introduction card rested, but only correctly used for higher ranked nobles than his employer...

And speaking now would also diminish his young employer, would make it seem he needed to be defended by someone of lower rank than the aggressor.

So he only clenched his jaw and waited, even if his decades of service were telling him this would not end well.

The property agent, a middle-aged man who clearly wanted to avoid trouble, didn’t think so deeply. So he cleared his throat nervously, his voice coming out higher than intended. "Excuse me, young lord, but this is Lord Ren Patinder and..."

The young man raised a hand in front of the agent’s face to silence him for his "impertinence". The gesture was dismissive, the kind of casual cruelty that came from years of never being challenged.

There was a moment of silence while the name registered. The young noble blinked, frowned, clearly searching his memory for whether he should recognize that name. His expression cycled through confusion, consideration, then settled back on arrogance.

’I don’t know any important "Patinder"...’ he finally thought.

"I don’t care who they are," the noble interrupted with disdain, waving his hand as if swatting away an insect. "If they don’t know their place, someone has to teach it to them."

Had he just threatened his parents too?

It was then that something changed in the air around the noble. Subtly at first, then more obvious. His hair began moving as if a breeze touched it, except there was no breeze anywhere else. The carefully styled locks lifted and swayed in an invisible current.

The noble frowned, trying to turn around, but discovered his feet had lifted slightly off the ground.

"What...?" His eyes widened as he rose several more centimeters, his boots now dangling uselessly above the cobblestones.

Ren hadn’t moved. Hadn’t said a word. Hadn’t even shifted his weight or changed his breathing. He just watched him with those eyes that now subtly glowed with jade light full of elemental power.