The man's rage instantly deflated upon seeing Joshua Sulliven, as if he were a burst leather ball. He wished he could bite off his own tongue and take back the words he had just said.
"Su...Young Master Sulliven..."
Mr. Chapman, the pawn shop boss, felt his legs go weak the moment he saw Joshua Sulliven. He staggered to his feet from the chair, but due to his intense fear, he ended up kneeling on the ground. "Su...Young Master Sulliven..."
Joshua Sulliven didn't speak a word, and Mr. Chapman couldn't figure out where he had offended him. Under the intense pressure and thin air, beads of sweat rolled down Mr. Chapman's forehead one after another.
Joshua Sulliven stood on high, looking down at the two people beneath him, like a god judging all lives.
Keira Leaf felt that his gaze was very cold, and when he looked at her, there was a bone-chilling coldness that made her involuntarily shrink her neck. She cursed inwardly: Goddamnit, why am I so spineless?
