The group of young men froze for a moment, then their expressions shifted to full alert.

"Dragon King? Never heard of him. Get lost."

"Last warning-move your car or we'll smash it!"

Andrew raised an eyebrow and said calmly, "Isn't the infamous Onyx Dragon King of Blumedale always holed up in this Onyx Serpent Bar?"

Before the lead thug could spit out more nonsense, Andrew planted a hand on his face and shoved him aside effortlessly. The guy roared in anger, reaching for his baseball bat.

Andrew pointed right at his nose, voice icy. "Scram. Get in my way again, and I'll bulldoze this trash bar into the ground."

The pressure that suddenly burst from Andrew's presence made the group of bouncers feel dry-mouthed and paralyzed, unable to take a step. Powerful figures who had long operated within elite circles naturally carried a sense of dominance.

Andrew was exactly that kind of man, and he did not need to bare his fangs or scream threats. Just a flicker of attitude was enough to make most people fold.

The nearby patrons gawked in hushed amazement as Andrew walked straight through the front doors of the bar.

"Who the hell is that guy? He's bold as hell!"

"I've never seen anyone act that cocky in Onyx Serpent Bar before."

"He doesn't look like a nobody. He's still young, but that aura? No way a random punk could fake that."

but the woman behind him is Madam Rachel Gardner. She's on the Gabo Creek rich list and

rippled through

were already eying the

...

taking a seat at the counter. He did not even glance at the near-naked dancers grinding in the center of the

him, who had been making out, quickly separated and scooted away with

asked Rachel, "Do I really look that

grinned. "Mr. Lloyd, you? Scary? No

who you are. Then yeah, different story. This bar is Onyx Dragon King's

why those thugs earlier were so stunned. Not many people would dare call their bluff like

smirked and glanced behind

bleached yellow hair, a cigarette dangling from his lips, asked grumpily, "What'll

head toward Rachel. "Ladies first. What would you

the gesture. "In that case...

Martell for the lady. I'll have a glass of

bartender, was annoyed. "I'm sorry, but this is a bar, not a retirement home. If you want

"But what if I insist on

you can just roll into

"Sure, sure. Your bar, your rules. In that case, I'll change my order. How about this

"Knew you were all bark.

in, trying to read the menu and see what Andrew picked. However, Andrew suddenly reached out and clamped

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