The atmosphere of the entire venue dropped to freezing point, the musician's hands turning somewhat stiff as he played. Only the crackling of the vigorously burning firewood in the fireplace could be heard, flames reflecting in the eyes of the desperados present.
Liszt happened to be dressed the same as Doringger, and their gazes locked in confrontation.
Doringger and three other big shots had already transformed into merchants, and he was now undoubtedly the most rampant in the East Sea.
But a mad desperado is not fearsome on his own, the key point is...
This was the ringleader of the most vicious thugs in the lawless zone, and Liszt had long been considered an infamous character.
And he had thought of this situation well in advance.
