"You're the most ignorant wealthy person I've met." Darius put his hands behind his back and cocked his head. "Now, I'm confident that my perception of you was right—luck got you where you are right now." As an enlightened martial artist, Darius' senses were incredibly sharp.

He was positive Bennett's breathing hitched at his words, and he raised an eyebrow. "Well, your reaction only serves to solidify my guess. You're someone who's only managed to survive thus far because of luck. I've never met any wealthy person as emotional as you." He almost looked exasperated by Bennett's ignorance, if not for the laughter in his eyes.

This made Bennett's blood boil. He roared, "That's enough! You've been uttering nonsense this whole time! What the hell do you want from me?"

Darius looked heavenward and sighed. This wasn't the scene he'd anticipated, nor was it something he was happy to see. However, he had no choice but to wait. After all, he'd promised Iago that he would get what he deserved