When Julius Reed's slap descended, everyone fell silent, not daring to speak.
This was Young Master Leopold of the Leopold Family.
Even if one didn't want to give face, crippling that bodyguard would have been enough.
But now, things had taken a turn for the worse, Julius Reed had actually slapped Atlas Leopold across the face. Could the Leopold Family let this slide?
No one believed the Leopold Family would be so magnanimous.
Even if it had been someone else, they would likely have chosen vengeance.
"You... dare to hit me?"
Atlas Leopold licked the blood at the corner of his mouth, a malicious glint flashing in his eyes.
He'd been bested by the same person twice in a matter of days, which was something he found hard to accept.
And each time, it had been in front of a crowd, as if he, Young Master Leopold, was being completely and utterly humiliated.
Should word get out, he would really have no standing left in Five-river Province.
