Snap!
As a result, the hand Hansel raised in mid-air was grabbed by Philip. At that moment, Philip’s hand squeezed Hansel’s arm tightly like an iron pincer. His force was increasing.
Hansel’s face turned red as he felt the pain from his arm. He scolded, “Let go!”
However, instead of letting go, Philip increased his strength and said solemnly, “Hansel Clarke, don’t rely on your seniority to suppress others. In my opinion, the branch family is worse than the beggars out on the streets! You’re nothing but a bunch of trash with wild ambitions sporting the name of the Clarke family! Today, since you’re here to demand an explanation, I’ll show you what it means to demand an explanation!”
With that said, Philip exerted force in his palm and wrenched Hansel’s arm outward!
Crack!
The sound of broken bones resounded throughout the hall.
Hansel let out a miserable scream, and his face was red. He leaned forward and roared, “Argh! Philip, you brat, how dare you do this to me?! I’m the sixth old master of the branch family yet you’re disrespecting me like this. I’m going to report this to the Chieftain and the law enforcement hall. I’ll get them to…”
Smack!
Before he could finish his words, Philip raised his hand and slapped Hansel’s face in anger.
“So noisy!”
Philip said sternly, “You old fogeys of the branch family really have short-term memories! I just taught a few of you a lesson a few days ago but you still dare to come here and throw your weight around now! Law enforcement hall? Chieftain? Come if you dare! I want to see who dares to do anything to me!”
This sentence was extremely domineering.
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