The guardian's sword by Taking Cigarette novel Chapter 723

Chapter 723

“Mr. Zimmer, we need an explanation for this.”

The group of middle-aged men cut to the chase with an interrogative tone after entering

Jon could not help having a headache. He knew why they came to see him.

“What are you freaking out about?

“Quill told me Sean threatened you at the venue. How could you be afraid of his threats?”

Jon asked the crowd, frowning slightly.

“Mr. Zimmer, Sean could casually take out fifty million dollars.

“Why do you think we’re intimidated?”

A middle-aged man with glasses immediately frowned and asked in reply.

Jon was struck dumb by the statement.

“You’re overthinking. We don’t know for sure if the money is his.”

Quill glanced at the crowd before steeling himself and saying

“But he can afford it.”

“And we can’t.”

The group of middle-aged men was not easily fooled.

Jon arranged for them to insult Willow in public and thus offended Sean.

They were not leaving until Jon gave them a satisfactory answer

“Alright, I know what you mean.”

Jon got up slowly, his brow furrowed.

“Sean is young but pompous.

“Would he be kicked out of the Quinn family if he were that capable?”

Jon glanced at them, his tone indifferent.

“Mr. Zimmer, whether Sean gets kicked out by the Quinn family is none of our business.

“What we want to know is, what should we do if he does come for us?”

The middle-aged man with glasses asked again.

“The Zimmer family won’t sit idly by if he’s going after you.

“How about the Zimmer family bear the losses you suffer?”

Jon frowned and said impatiently.

“We’re relieved to hear that from you, Mr. Zimmer.”

They had been waiting for that from Jon. Now that they got a satisfactory answer, they left.

Lumina Town was calmer than it was a few days ago.

Those River City elites were keeping a low profile until they found out everything about Sean

Of course, some people were observing

Sean made a scene in public today, and no one dared insult Willow

Otherwise, he would make whoever did pay the price