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Chapter 461
The man’s name was Jeramie O’Conner, and he was upset.
His father was Lacles O’Conner, the secret boss of the Grand Ocean Hotel.
If Jeramie did not bully or oppress anyone, there would be peace, but now that a few juniors from another family bumped into him and raised their voices at him as a sign of disrespect, no one could tolerate it, especially someone like Jeramie.
“Why are you guys standing there? Beat the sh*t out of them!” Jeramie glared at the juniors. with a vicious grin and said, “If you guys don’t beat the sh*t out of these little sh*ts, I will beat the sh*t out of you people!”
As soon as his voice subsided, several bodyguards went up and beat the juniors up.
The Crestfall juniors were simply riding on Zenith’s coattails. They were incapable of defending themselves whatsoever, so the bodyguards beat them up well.
They bled, their faces swelled, and some even wet their pants.
The bodyguards then retreated behind Jeramie after beating the juniors up.
“F*ck!”
“How dare you hit me!? You are f*cked!”
“You are dead! I said it!”
“Even if Jesus is here, he won’t be able to save you!”
The juniors glared at the bodyguards viciously as they retreated back to Zenith’s side.
“Young Master Mangold!”
“They beat us up in front of you! You must teach them a lesson!”
“Yeah! They disrespected you! They beat us up and actually insulted you!”
The juniors voiced their grievances to Zenith.
Zenith had no intention of being involved.
He could do whatever he wanted back at the capital, but he was neither on his own turf nor on a territory that his family controlled. He had just arrived in Sumeria and had not rooted himself properly in the city. The only advantage he had was a little extra money, but the locals. might not respect him for that.
On top of that, the Millers, the Crestfalls, and Dean Mitchell hit a snag here in Sumeria, and his father, Langley, had warned him not to cause any trouble.
Zenith held his arrogance back since Luna was just beside him as well.
However, the juniors were asking him for help, and they had flattered him earlier. If he did not do something for them, it would seem inappropriate.
“Hey, punk!” Zenith bit the bullet and stepped up to Jeramie. “They are with me, and you beat them without telling me? This isn’t right. You’re making me look bad.”
He did not raise his voice or sounded offensive as he simply stated the facts in a calm voice.
To his surprise, when Zenith stepped forward, Jeramie saw Andrius behind him.
The Wolf King?!
Jeramie was about to punch Zenith in the face, but when he saw Andrius, he froze as his heart pounded wildly. He rubbed his eyes for a better look.
It was Andrius, the Wolf King of Florence!
The O’Conners were invited to the Crestfalls‘ event a while back, and Jeramie had been at the back of the audience then. He had seen Andrius and what he was capable of.
The Wolf King’s aura was domineering and shocking. It astonished him for life and would probably be one of the most memorable presences until the end of time. He could never forget the Wolf King’s face as it was branded into the deepest part of his soul.
Splat!
A drop of sweat trickled down his cheek and fell off his chin.
Dangerous!
He almost punched someone who was with the Wolf King!
Even though the Wolf King had resigned from his title, once he was the Wolf King, he would always be the Wolf King.
Jeramie was not foolish enough to believe that without the title of Wolf King, he would be influential enough to offend Andrius.
Therefore, the only way out was to surrender.
