The venue once again fell into a deathly silence.
"The Locke family is really enjoying this show."
"Isn't that the truth? Not only did they fail to retrieve their lost face, but they've also lost it all over again."
Listenting to the growing murmur around him, Jeffrey Locke's face alternated between red and green as he asked in a low voice, "Ethan, who on earth have you managed to offend?"
With an innocent look, Ethan replied, "Grandpa, he's just a rural nobody with no real power. About two years ago, I even beat him up.
Who could've guessed... who would've thought he'd become this powerful now?"
Jeffrey Locke's expression was extremely unsightly. If he couldn't salvage the situation today, the Locke family's reputation in Jamae would plummet spectacularly.
He subconsciously looked towards Mick Simmons, pleadingly saying, "Mr. Simmons, what do you think about this..."
