Chapter 612 The middle-aged man‘s eyes glistened with a violent glint. 

Kayson said nonchalantly, “Your staff members attacked me first. Could it be that it is still my fault for fighting back? 

“According to you, I‘m supposed to stand there obediently while this Hoffman beats me to death?” 

The middle–aged man sneered and said, “Since you‘re in Eden Joy‘s establishment, there‘s no reason why you shouldn‘t behave yourself and stand there obediently.” 

Shyla furrowed her eyebrows and said, “I‘m Shyla, Jeremy Tinsley‘s daughter. If I‘ve offended you in any way, I hope that you can forgive us.” 

“The Tinsleys?” 

The middle–aged man‘s gaze was cold. “Are you trying to intimidate Eden Joy with just your family‘s reputation? 

“Let alone you‘re just a clueless girl, not even if your grandfather Tyrone is here will be adequate!” 

Upon saying that, a powerful aura burst forth from the middle aged man‘s body. A formless strand of energy shot toward Shyla like an invisible needle! 

Kayson‘s gaze was icy cold. The man was malicious since he delivered an attack that could be lethal to Shyla. 

not even God could save her life.

at the air to conjure a steel gale. A bang was heard

constricted in shock, and he said, “You‘re a young master-level fighter?” Shyla had also noticed that something was happening. She felt lingering fear in her

did not expect that Eden Joy was so

slapped the air gently with his palm. A strong strand of energy in the vaguely distinguishable form of a steel sword shot toward the

man could not help shouting in

middle–aged man. His chest was stained with blood instantly, and a huge gash could be seen on his upper

powerful master–level fighter died in a tragic

bewildered, looking at Kayson in fear.” How dare you kill Eden Joy‘s staff? Are you trying to get yourself

walked over and pulled off the pendant from Brandon‘s neck and asked, “Who gave you

heirloom! Give it back

only 20 years old at most. Why are

approached them and said, “Is this the thing that

manipulate and enchant others for the purpose of control,

item to deceive quite a number of

gnashed her teeth in rage at the thought of

“Boy,

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