Years had passed, and Young Master Lyle was enraged once again!
Despite knowing that the issue inside had little to do with the man before him, Lyle Westbrook could not suppress his anger. He lost control of his emotions and flung the man aside.
The man, caught off-guard, fell to the ground, barely missing striking his forehead against a rock. But that didn't mean he fared much better.
Standing nearly 188 cm tall, while the other was only 168, it was as if he had been tossed from a height of 30 cm.
His buttocks almost shattered into pieces from the fall, and though he gritted his teeth in pain, he dared not make a sound.
The others, seeing his plight, were even more terrified that they might be the next to be seized. As they trembled in fear, they did not expect the man with a face shrouded in a storming fury to not even glance at them, but instead to walk past them and head straight inside—
His strides were large and quick, as if he were on the verge of breaking into a run...
