The moment Fent got up, he tasted a metallic sweetness at the back of his tongue. His face turned pale from the impact as he stared at Severin. He looked fearful, knowing that Severin must be incredibly powerful if a level six warrior king like him could be blasted away so effortlessly.
"Who are you? Your strength is at least that of a level seven warrior king!" Fent had an extremely ugly expression as he looked at Severin.
Severin smiled and said, "As luck would have it, I'm the person that your boss says he's not afraid of. My name is Severin, and I'm the South County's governor!"
The fat man's mouth twitched a few times before he snorted coldly. "Hmph, and here I was thinking that you were a nobody. So, you're the South County Governor? I can tell that you were appointed on the basis of your strength, but I'm going to make you regret what you did soon enough."
Severin glanced over at a corner where there were still a lot of customers and said to Megan, "Megan, could you usher all those people out and close the door? Tell them that their meal is on the house the next time they come, and of course, everything will be compensated fairly today as well."
Megan nodded and got to work. She then asked the staff to close the door behind them once everyone left.
"Haha, you're only asking them to close the door because you're worried about how embarrassing it might look for you to kneel and apologize to me, right?" The fat man laughed out loud. He believed that Severin was afraid of what was at stake.
"Good on you for having some brains, kid. But you won't be let off that easily after offending our boss," said an old man. He was standing behind the fat man, alongside another old man and a middle-aged woman.
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