The Man's Decree

Chapter 30 Making A Call

Snorting, Jared threw a slap with his hand. Despite not being the first to attack, he managed to land his strike on the stall owner first. Upon impact, the stall owner spun in a few circles before coming to a stop.

The slap caused his already pudgy face to swell even further, making him look even more like a pig.

“Get him, and kill him!” the stall owner bellowed.

With that, the group of burly men roared as they charged at Jared.

Bam! Bam! Bam!

In the blink of an eye, the men were kicked back by Jared. Upon crashing onto the ground, none of them were able to get back up.

Stunned by what they saw, the hollering traders fell silent. In fact, they attempted to slip away after realizing that Jared wasn’t someone they could afford to mess with.

Having regained his senses, the stall owner scowled. “Kid, how dare you cause trouble here in Antique Street? Do you know who owns this turf? The Templar Regiment! Mr. Lewis runs this place, and you’ve gotten yourself in some real trouble by kicking up a fuss here!”

that once he brought up the

all, it was common for trouble to break out in Antique Street. Hence, throwing that name around

sneered. “What are you going to

of us,

spoke, a piercing voice rang out. In the next moment, the crowd quickly

with a scar on his left cheek approached them. Behind

the crowd, everyone was filled with terror at the sight of the

owner quickly crawled up to him. “Scarface, this kid is causing trouble here and even snatched the jade I wanted to present to Mr. Lewis. It’s a piece of imperial jade, which

owner demonstrated his cunning with great

lit up. “Kid, show me the

you one of Tommy’s men?” Jared

how dare you address Mr. Lewis by name?” Emboldened by Scarface’s presence, the stall owner pointed at Jared and snapped, “This is Mr.

Jared looked at Scarface and flashed his

just a worn-out bronze ring. What’s there to recognize? Now, hand over the jade, and I’m willing to forgive your transgressions

When it glistened underneath the light, Scarface’s face lit