Simulate the universe, starting with speedrunning Greek.

"Do you think someone like you would dare lay a finger on Miss Julia and Miss Attia?"

Little Caesar: "Lord Listaye is no commoner. Please watch your words, Gaius Octavian."

Little Caesar suddenly spoke up to help Night, something no one expected.

Octavian was also stunned—

Not a civilian??

Lista Night, Lista... Why does that name sound so familiar?

And at that moment, the night smiled.

The older and younger sisters aren't with him yet.

My brother-in-law is already protecting his brother so quickly?

Lista released the twin sisters and stepped forward to give Little Caesar's head a hard pat and poke with one hand.

They were still stunned by the rubbing and hadn't reacted yet. The twin sisters also felt a sudden emptiness after leaving Lista Night's embrace, and at the same time, they developed a considerable dislike for Octavian who had suddenly appeared.

Showing up at this time shows a complete lack of common sense.

They even dared to humiliate the esteemed Lord Listaye in such a way...

How could they be so shameless as to throw themselves at a commoner?

Even if they truly loved commoners, they would never indulge themselves in such a way for the sake of the Julius family's reputation and glory.

It can be said that with just one sentence, Gaius Octavian not only offended Listaye, but also the entire Caesar family.

This is another reason why Little Caesar helped Night.

But this sudden head pat was something Little Caesar hadn't expected at all.

Night: "Don't worry about me, I appreciate your kindness."

Just step behind me like your older and younger sisters.

Children shouldn't meddle in adult matters.

Little Caesar's face immediately turned red—?!

That was from anger...

So you're thinking of yourself as a child?

With the help of his mother Ophelia, he had killed many slaves in the past two days, including even adult male gladiators. Having seen blood, Caesar considered himself no longer a child.

Unfortunately, the other party's attitude showed no malice and was rather reasonable. Caesar suppressed his dissatisfaction and could only glare at Octavian with even greater anger.

Gaius Octavian was terrified by the wolf-like ferocity of young Caesar's gaze—

Wait a minute, you got bullied and humiliated like a child, and instead of confronting the person responsible, why are you reading this?

Is it my fault?!

Gaius Octavian's face was also very grim.

Even if you, Caesar, are the only male in the family of God, you are still just a commoner. Do you really think I, Octavian, am easy to bully?

Octavian also noticed that even the Julia sisters, who had completely ignored him from the beginning, were now staring at him coldly, making no attempt to hide the disgust in their eyes.

Octavian clenched his fists, veins bulging.

however--

Night suddenly came, and Octavian's gaze was drawn to the towering night.

The powerful aura emanating from him caused Octavian to involuntarily take a half-step back, and it was this half-step that immediately drew sneers from Caesar, Julia, Attia and others.

Ha ha ha ha--!

Octavian's face flushed red, and he tried to use his aura and demeanor to suppress Ye Fan.

But he had only just gotten up—

*Smack!*

A powerful slap landed across the face, making Gaius Octavian's head ring.

Although Ye had restrained himself somewhat, with his strength and physical attributes, he was still quite powerful. This attack almost gave Gaius Octavian a concussion.

"—!!" Octavian, I got—slapped?!

Chapter 160 Impotent Rage: Who's the Clown and the Liar?

“You…!” Octavian was stunned.

Perhaps they never expected that someone would dare to openly slap themselves in the face.

"Put away the filthy beast within you, sir. You've frightened my friend." Night spoke with a natural, calm smile.

The expression was as if the person hadn't been insulting them, but rather offering a friendly greeting, as if telling them to wipe the dust off their shoulders.

"You actually hit me! You hit me, Gaius Octavian—damn it! Even if you are a nobleman, you have no right to lay a hand on me!"

"A barking dog doesn't bite; your shouting only reveals your weakness, Mr. Octavian. What is the crime of publicly insulting nobles—as stated in the Twelve Tables? I think I don't need to teach you."

"Don't even mention that I hit you. Even if I had killed you just now, it would have been self-defense. You should thank me for my mercy." Ye Gang finished speaking.

*Smack!* Another powerful slap landed on the other side of the face.

"It looks much better when it's aligned like this..." Night.

Gaius Octavian?

After learning about the other party's identity from their self-introduction, Ye became even more certain that Atia was the historical Atia she knew.

This means the victim has come directly to us.

But it doesn't matter—I killed even Julius Caesar by patting his head, let alone Augustus's father. Why would I be afraid of a little Galami who hasn't even risen to power yet?

If Ye wanted to, he could just kill Gaius Octavian right here and now.

His power now allows him to roam freely in the Roman capital...

But he wasn't some demon who would kill at the slightest provocation. Killing openly in the capital would be troublesome; he was a true king…

In the future, you'll face countless sycophants. The best way to deal with them is to sleep with their goddess one day and then tell them with a smile, "I've tried it—it's a new car, very smooth and easy to drive!"

Then, in its impotent rage, it tramples on and humiliates his dignity, placing it on the ground.

Who knows, in the end the sycophant will turn around and fawn over you, serving you wholeheartedly.

Isn't that how Rome is? If someone is hostile to you, no amount of humiliation is too much.

The principles that Augustus, the future son of Gaius Octavian, personally taught him, are now being applied to his father.

The Romans' inherent savagery made them aggressive, but after being conquered, they became more docile and useful than anyone else. As long as you could suppress them before they were completely weakened, even Julius Caesar had to obediently follow Pompey's orders.

Gaius Octavian: "...!"

"He's gone mad," Gaius Octavian thought the man before him was insane.

While insulting nobles is a violation of the law, does assaulting them not?

The man in front of him ignored him and slapped him twice. The force was surprisingly strong. Gaius Octavian felt that he was already very strong-willed to have survived without fainting.

devil--!

He wanted to fight back, but he vaguely realized that he couldn't beat the man in front of him. The other man was definitely much stronger than him, and if he fought, he would only be more humiliated.

Damn it, damn it, damn it—!

Gaius, Octavian roared inwardly, he wanted to find someone to kill this Lista Night.

Regardless of how much money is spent, and regardless of whether it will offend the Julius family.

His dignity was completely trampled on by the other party. This humiliation was more painful than death, but because he was afraid of dying, he could only swallow his anger now.

Gaius Octavian took a deep breath, his face grim, and snorted, "...Hmph!"

But my body instinctively took a few steps back, away from the night.

Meanwhile, both sides in the arena below were about to enter the arena, surrounded by excited cheers from the crowd.

Here it comes!

Seeing that Spartacus, whom he was interested in, was about to appear, the two sisters, Caesar the Younger, Gaius, and Octavian were no longer of any concern to Night's Law.

He walked to the edge of the stands and looked down, wanting to see just how skilled Spartacus, the legendary gladiator who had left a great name in Roman history, really was.

This disregard deeply wounded Gaius Octavian's heart.

Julia and Attia assumed that Octavian's presence had spoiled Night's mood, which made the two women feel a little disappointed and nostalgic for Night's broad shoulders and the chest muscles that made them drool.

Little Caesar, however, noticed the subtle sense of anticipation emanating from Night.

Finally, finding an opportunity to speak with Lista alone, Little Caesar asked, "Are you interested in the upcoming battle?"

With your strength, I thought you wouldn't even consider fighting at this level.

Caesar actually admired the power of the night and was very envious of the power that could easily wipe out a group of well-trained slave soldiers.

He believed that although the gladiators in the arena were powerful, they were far less formidable than the fighting prowess that Night had displayed. Having seen a better Caesar, he had come to look down on those so-called powerful gladiators—what was there to see in those weaklings who could be slaughtered at Night's whim?

Caesar exaggerated the power of the night, although he did not know that the night had become stronger, even far beyond his imagination. However, when he first arrived in Rome, the night's strength was still limited, at least within the limits of ordinary humans.

Night didn't care and casually replied, "I'm a little interested in the gladiators who will be appearing next."

You might be surprised by his power.

Caesar was somewhat surprised—

Gladiator? I seem to remember that; he seemed to be a Thracian warrior.

But let alone Thracians, even Spartan warriors would have a hard time attracting this man's attention.

At first, he thought that Ye was interested in the beast that had the title of Storm King.

However, since it was Ye who said it, he nodded, and a hint of anticipation appeared in his heart.

Caesar naturally had no doubt about Night's judgment, but on the other side, Gaius Octavian, though frightened away, had not actually gone far and was paying close attention to their conversation.

At this moment, he couldn't hold back any longer—

Although the mental pressure and the humiliation of being slapped twice had made him somewhat afraid of this unpredictable madman, but—