The onlookers in the bar were already imagining the terrible fate that awaited Robin.
He was just a nobody from out of town with no connections, and now he had assaulted the eldest son of one of the top four powers in Harmonfield, the Hamilions.
Worse still, he’d done it on Daphne’s turf.
Such actions had offended two of the most powerful and ruthless forces in Harmonfield.
There was no way Robin would walk away from this alive.
The crowd was eager at the thought of what was to come–Robin being forced to drink urine, mutilate his own hands, and beg for forgiveness.
They also couldn’t wait to see Vera dragged upstairs by Eric for whatever twisted revenge he had in mind.
After listening to Eric’s account, Rowan turned his cold, predatory eyes on Robin.
But Robin, seemingly indifferent to everything Eric had said, casually took a towel from a waiter and began wiping his hands as if nothing had happened.
More importantly, he completely ignored Rowan’s presence.
A flicker of anger flashed in Rowan’s eyes. “Is what Eric said true?”
Robin tossed the towel onto the waiter’s tray with disdain, raising an eyebrow. “Does it matter?”
“I asked you a question–answer me!” Rowan’s voice carried a sharp edge, clearly displeased with Robin’s) nonchalant attitude.
A wave of hostility surged from his body, filling the bar with a sui
The entire room fell silent, no one daring to make a sound. are.
Robin responded with a faint smile, Interrogate me? Who do you think you are?”
The bar erupted in screams.
Some people were so shocked by Robin’s words that their legs gave out, and they collapsed to the floor.
“Holy crap! This guy’s got to be out of his mind!”
“Talking to Mr. Hartley like that? He must have a death wish!”
“Who the hell says something like that in one of Ms. West’s bars? This guy’s practically begging to die!”
“He’s done for! Not only did he mess with Mr. Eric, but now he’s mouthing off to Mr. Hartley! He’s as good as dead!“.
Rowan’s expression darkened, his eyes flashing coldly.
He couldn’t believe Robin had the audacity to speak to him with such arrogance..
“You’ve broken the rules of Violetcrest Bar!”
“Oh, spare me with your bullshit rules!” Robin sneered,
“He provoked me, so I hit him. Simple as that. What’s the problem?”
The crowd gasped again in disbelief,
“This guy really doesn’t know when to shut up! Does he have a death wish?”
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“Did he just call Violetcrest Bar’s rules bullshit? Even the most powerful people in Harmonfield wouldn’t dare say something like that”
“He’s definitely got a screw loose!”
Vera was on the verge of passing out from fear.
She quickly rugged on Robin’s arm. “This is Ms. West’s Violetcrest Bar! You can’t just say whatever you want
-Robin’s lips curled into a smirk. “Daphne’s bar?
“Oh, right, I almost forgot! That woman sure does love her stupid rules!”
Vera was speechless.
D*mn it, Robin! Can’t you just stop saying things that are going to get us killed
Any chance we had to talk our way out of this is gone now!
Everyone knows who Rowan is–he’s Daphne’s most ruthless en
Causing trouble on Daphne’s turf, and then mouthing off like this?
Robin’s finished, totally done for!
Alice and the others stared at Robin in shock.
At this point, “recklessly stupid‘ didn’t even begin to describe him.
It was like he was deliberately choosing the quickest way to get himself killed!
“Alright! You’ve got guts, kid!” Rowan said coldly.
“If Ms. West weren’t about to meet an important guest here, I’d make sure you learned the rules of Violeterest Bar right now!
“I’ll give you one more chance. Get on your knees and apologize to Eric, and we’ll call it even
Otherwise, don’t think you’ll be leaving here alive!”
“You think I’ll apologize just because you say so? You think I won’t leave just because you tell me not to?
Who the hell do you think you are?” Robin shot back, grabbing Vera’s hand.
“This is boring. Let’s go.”
Vera’s body trembled as Robin took her hand.
She hadn’t expected him to be so domineering!
“Leave You really think you can just walk out of here? You’ve got no idea what you’re up against Eric jumped in front of them.
“Mr. Hartley, this punk doesn’t even respect you! He’s way too arrogant!”
Rowan cast a cold look at Robin’s back and waved his hand,
Immediately, 20 Violeterest security guards blocked Robin’s path.
Seeing this, Eric realized that Rowan was serious about taking care of Robin.
Protected by two of his bodyguards, he jumped in front of Robin, pointing at him.
“Kid, you hit me on Mr. Hartley’s turf, and you still think you can leave?
This guy was Daphne’s guest?
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