Finn Lewis raised his eyebrows, and his face instantly turned extremely cold. Seeing the sycophantic grins on the faces of those flunkies by his side, Finn knew he had overestimated this era, that the darkness of this era was always more severe than one could imagine.
Newman Tims? Finn didn't know the background of this person, but watching those dozen or so family retainers charging towards him, Finn waved his hand harshly. A crowd had already gathered around, pointing and making comments. Finn could even hear what they were saying about this Newman Tims, getting a sense of his reputation, which was certainly not good.
These family retainers were clearly used to bullying others, especially after their master had given an order, they charged without hesitation. Those holding knives even brandished their weapons, showing that in their eyes, the lives of Finn and his company probably didn't count for much.
