"What, do you think you're really outstanding to be smashing wine glasses around here?"
That man had tried to reach out to slap Willow Stone, and the latter pointed at her face while saying, "Come on; hit me. Hit me if you dare, but you'd better think about the consequences of doing so. Your company, your family, your wife, your children, and your parents will be implicated because of you."
That man's fist was already raised, but he slowly lowered it.
"Hehe, why don't you dare to hit me anymore? Go ahead and try it. A dog is a dog. Do you really think of yourself as human? You'd better go look in the mirror. How dare you smash your glass in front of me? If you know what's good for you, you'd better pick up your own mess. Otherwise, I'm not sure you'll be able to bear the consequences." Willow Stone put down that man in front of her.
