She Becomes Glamorous After The Engagement Annulment

Chapter 225: Bullying The Strong

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Paul narrowed his eyes and looked at Justin.

He was waiting for Justin’s explanation. Since Quinn had already interfered, there was no doubt that he would see this through to the end.

However, Justin’s usual expressionlessness was such that he couldn’t guess what he was thinking. He broke into a frown. It was only after he waited for a while that he realized that Quinn still hadn’t uttered a word even after such a long time had passed.

He looked over in surprise to see Quinn, who was so livid that his face was all red, glaring at him furiously.

Paul was taken aback. He was about to speak when Quinn asked, “Who did you say it was just now?”

Paul subconsciously replied, “Y’know, Nora Smith. Master, you haven’t heard of her before, right? She’s from a small town in California, and is currently living with the Andersons…”

Quinn suddenly rubbed his fist at this point. Then, while he was unprepared—no, one could say that he was actually prepared, but it was just that he couldn’t avoid it at all—Quinn’s fist was already in his face.

Smack!

Paul stumbled backward several steps from the punch. He could feel a sore and unbearable sensation in his nose. Then, a warm liquid trickled downward.

The punch stunned him, and he stared at Quinn incredulously. Quinn, however, reprimanded him sternly, “That’s the end of this matter!”

Paul, “?”

He was dumbfounded. “Master, you—”

“What else do you want to say? Won’t you hit Lucas if he tries to snatch your wife? Your men were asking for it! As for what came after, it was a complete coincidence! Paul, you should count yourself lucky that you weren’t the one that tried to lay his hands on Nora Smith. Otherwise, I would have straight-up expelled you from the sect!”

Quinn’s words were fair.

First of all, the person who had tried to take advantage of Nora wasn’t Paul but Winston.

Secondly, Winston and the others were already dead. Relatively speaking, those dozen or so lives had already made up for their mistake—in fact, the price they paid was a little too great. Should Quinn still refuse to let go of the matter, he would look rather unreasonable.

unofficial disciples. Without his actions breaching his boundaries, Quinn couldn’t easily just expel him from the

Paul was stunned.

with righteous indignation just a moment

must be the one at fault for this incident, Paul. You don’t have to say any

“Yes, sir.”

replied respectfully. He grabbed Paul’s arm and

Lucas, but Lucas was an official disciple. Therefore, all unofficial disciples had to see him as someone more senior than them. This was a rule

just punched Paul, causing him to see stars

watch the show and bellowed, “What are all of you doing here? Have

disciples and grand-disciples quickly slipped away one by one. Soon, the place

everyone left that Nora finally walked out of the inner room

expected better from her, Quinn said, “The great Big Sister of the Quinn School of Martial Arts has actually been taken advantage of by a little hoodlum. Won’t

you have to keep my identity a secret even more. Otherwise,

Quinn, “…”

bothered at all. She waved at him and then led Pete and Cherry out the door. “I’m off, old man. I’m dying

mad that he was glaring at her huffily, yet there was nothing he could do about that lazy

with Nora. Then, they separated at the door, with each taking

—

Paul was still utterly bewildered when Lucas pushed him

were you so muddleheaded? How could you let your

realization dawn upon Paul. “Master hates people who bully the weak the most.

man had always been a man with a strong

Lucas, “…”

tell the first senior of the unofficial disciples that the term ‘bullying the weak’ wasn’t appropriate

patted Paul on the shoulder and warned, “Master only gave you a punch just now, and on top of that, he didn’t use his full force. You can say that he

been doing business very honestly, so how would I have the guts to do anything bad?

He breathed

nose at Lucas’s,

for help, couldn’t help but say, “Boss, are we really going to

that we are! As for the