Chapter 174 A Tyrant

Damien stifled a faint yawn. “You go ahead,” he remarked, his movements reflecting a hint of drowsiness.

Blake nodded in response. The young man then raised his head, his demeanor exuding self-assuredness as he assessed the men before him. “I can handle ten of you.”

Laughter rippled through the crowd. “Just you alone?” they taunted.

“A teenager like you?”

“He’s this skinny and thinks he can take on ten?”

“Tell

your parents to feed you more, kid. We won’t pick on you!”

Blake narrowed his eyes, grinning defiantly. “If you’ve got the guts, come at me.”

The young man’s icy aura, coupled with his provocative words, left everyone exchanging bewildered glances.

Ultimately, the group surged forward, closing in on him.

Cherise observed Blake fighting for the first time, and his movements were so lightning- fast that she struggled to keep up with the action. In less than a couple of minutes, the group’s front line had all been defeated.

“Weak,” Blake muttered. He shifted his gaze to the onlookers outside. “Who’s next?”

someone shouted, and the entire group hurriedly

scene was reduced to Vivian helping her husband to his feet.

pay for this!”

Cherise thought, still trying to fully recover from

Blake accompanied her. Sometimes, he’d keep her company, while most of the time, he would disappear quietly. She assumed

imagined that Blake possessed such

Kolson hurriedly approached from

smile, extending

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“Still want some

answer, Cherise’s stomach

cradled Cherise, and, with Mr. Kolson’s assistance,

been stationed at the entrance, observing the commotion. As this group entered his establishment,

menu to Cherise, “Vivian’s husband is a tyrant; I bet he never expected to meet someone

regular at this restaurant during high school, was well-acquainted with

owner.

eyebrow and asked, “Is that

sighed deeply,

that

recently, Vivian hosted a banquet for

but because she

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