The manager was stunned by the behavior of the young man from the Xie Clan. The young man was deliberately making trouble.
In fact, everyone from this group intended to make trouble.
The clans had to keep inactive for so long. So they can't wait to use this time as an opportunity to change the rules of the world. Those young people wanted to cause some trouble to showcase their power, and the people they would mess with have to be influential enough. So they picked the penthouse guests of the hotel.
They didn't pick their target randomly. Krerton City was one of Yan Xia's major cities. People who could dine in the penthouse room would definitely be someone rich and powerful. Those young people didn't expect that they could run into someone who really mattered. They thought they could gain some reputation after messing with the penthouse guests, but there wouldn't be any trouble that came with that.
But what they didn't take into account was that, in reality, they had run into someone they should ever never mess with.
Seeing Henry sitting down, the young man from the Xie Clan was happy. He had been worried that the penthouse guests would surrender without a fight. It was hard to show the power of the clans without a proper physical fight. In those young people's minds, the only way to gain reputation was through fist and blood.
"Don't you hear what I told you? Get the f*ck out!" the young man shouted.
The rest of the young people entered the penthouse. They stared at Henry and his guests like predators staring at their prey.
Henry didn't make a sound. He filled his glass with liquor and started to eat.
"Very good, very arrogant," The young man from the Xie Clan nodded. He said to the manager, "You can leave now. Remember, don't come in, no matter what happens, understand?"
"But..." The manager looked reluctant to accept the command. He was afraid that something would go very wrong, and when the time came, he would be the one to take the blame. The influential people would always walk out of trouble scot-free.
"What but? Get the f*ck out!" The young man from the Xie Clan waved his hand impatiently.
The manager had no choice but to leave the room.
He decided to call the owner.
The door of the penthouse was closed by a young woman after the manager left. All the young people from the clans stared at Henry and his guests ferociously.
"Let me handle it," The short man warmed up his body, "I haven't got any chance to stretch after I got out. Don't you dare to steal it from me."
"Whatever," Erin rolled her eyes. She poured herself a glass of red wine and got ready to enjoy a show.
"Come, let's get another round," The old devil raised his glass and laughed loudly. No one from the twenty- six people treated the young people from the clans seriously.
Except for Henry and Silas, the other twenty-five people were all top Divine Realm masters. They would have ascended to Spirit-controlling Realm on the day they walked out of the prison if it were for an unknown reason. They naturally didn't see anyone from below the Spirit-controlling Realm as a challenge. They could feel the Qi from those young people, but they also knew that there was hardly anyone that could defeat Silas.
Outside the room, the manager was on the phone with an anxious face. He just kept nodding to whatever the people from the other side of the
phone said.
"Yes, I understand. But boss... Okay, I got it. I'll ask everyone to stay away from this area," The manager hung up the phone. He waved his hand.
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