"I order you right now to tell me what is happening," Mr. Steven fired angrily at David but David only shot a deadly smirk at him, one that said a lot.

"You have no right to tell me what I should do and what I should not do," he fired at him. "And besides, we no longer have any dealings together or do we?" He smiled at Me. Steven.

Mr. Steven shivered hard with anger and his face twisted with hate at the audacity of the poor peasant before him, the peasant that had fallen from grace to grass.

"You fool, do you know what I could do to you right now and with just the snap of my fingers?" Mr. Steven fired at him. "You are just like a grain of salt before me so don't make me do what I don't want to," he fired angrily at him.

His harsh words made a deadly frown hover on David's face.

"And that grain of salt is about to make that soup of yours go salty," he glared at him.

"And what do you think you can do that me that is going to affect me," he shot a deadly glare at David with his frown