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.

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

someone shouted, and the entire group

was reduced to

this!” Vivian’s menacing words stung Cherise.

still trying to fully recover

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

would have imagined that Blake possessed such formidable combat skills?

Kolson hurriedly approached from a distance. “Are you okay?”

responded with a faint smile, extending his hand to

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want

if in answer, Cherise’s stomach growled.

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

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

Cherise, “Vivian’s husband is a tyrant; I bet

this restaurant during high school, was well-acquainted with the

owner.

eyebrow and asked, “Is that so?”

sighed deeply, “Indeed.”

that

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