"What insolence!"
Dalton slammed his hand on the table as he went through the roof.
All the guests present were terror-stricken at his wrath. Beside him, Juda leaped up and landed squarely before Tony when he saw Dalton going off the deep end.
"You're courting death to challenge even Mr. Gunn, Sylvan!"
Sheer menace radiated off Juda, and his bones popped audibly.
Halting in his attack, Sylvan eyed the man with a frown. "You might not necessarily be able to defeat me if we were to battle it out today. Furthermore, I have dozens of lackeys with me!"
"Hmph! We'll only know about that after giving it a try!"
Snorting, Juda dropped into a fighting stance right away.
"I initially didn't want to make an enemy out of you, Mr. Gunn, but you keep forcing my hand. Let me tell you that the Crimson Dragon Gang is no easy prey either! If worse comes to worst, we'll all fight to the death! If that happens, no one will be leaving this place alive!"
