Watson grabbed Augustus' head and pressed his entire body to the floor. His expression was calm.
"What? Young Master Augustus was defeated? Truly?"
"I know that Watson is Antonio and the Sword Saint's disciple. He must be very powerful, but I did not expect him to be so powerful."
Augustus's followers were discussing among themselves, their faces filled with disbelief.
They were all noblemen in the royal city. Due to family reasons or other factors, they were prepared to get close to Duke Campbell. They knew Augustus very well. Usually, Augustus was an overbearing person, as long as it was something he wanted to do, he would do it no matter what.
If there were no place for him to eat, Augustus would hit the person who occupied his table. Everyone thought that the result would be the same as before. They did not expect Augustus to be pressed to the ground instead.
"D*mn it, let go of me! Otherwise, I will turn you into charcoal."
