52 An Abandoned Son Cannot be Compared to a Dog
They were the children of the seven noble families, so which one of them wasnât powerful and influential? It was already good enough if they did not bully ordinary people but now they had almost fallen into someone elseâs trap.
If word got out, it would be extremely embarrassing.
The barâs security guards quickly sent eight people over. The captain of the security guard shouted coldly, âWhoâs causing trouble in this place? Donât you want to live anymore?â
âWho do you think you are? Ask Jude Danes to come over!â
Joseph glanced over.
The captain of security guard was shocked. He did not expect this young man to ask for Jude.
âMay I know who you are?â He asked politely.
âJoseph Thomas from the Thomas family!â
Josephâs cold voice was proof of his confidence.
The reason why Xana chose to hold the party here was simple. Jude had the Thomas familyâs support in the past to gain a foothold in the Southern Territory and build this business.
In the eyes of the Thomas family, which was one of the seven noble families, Jude from the Southern Territory was like a dog they raised.
The captainâs expression changed slightly. He turned on the walkie-talkie and said in a low voice, ââSeventh floor, reply when you receive this!â
âReceived on the seventh floor, speak!â A cold female voice was heard.
The captain of the security guard did not try to hide the truth and said, âThereâs a disturbance on the second floor. The other party reported his name and said he is Joseph Thomas from the Thomas family.â
âWhat? Please take good care of this young master and Chairman Danes will leave immediately!â The female voice cut off the communication.
The security captainâs face was covered in cold sweat. He bowed humbly. âMr. Thomas, please wait a moment. Chairman Danes will be down soon!â
âIâll give him one minute to get down here!â
Josephâs expression was ugly.
His sister had almost been drugged in Judeâs territory. What a joke.
The handsome young man was a little frightened. He did not expect that he would provoke a big shot today.
The elevator on the second floor opened and a well-groomed man in his fifties wearing a loose training suit, quickly came to the second floor.
âChairman Danes!â The security guards bowed and lowered their heads.
He was Jude and he hurried forward and asked, âWhatâs going on today that brought you here, Mr. Thomas? All expenses will be free of charge. This is my territory so you can eat, drink, and have fun as you please!â
âMy sister is here and she was almost drugged!â
Joseph held the cocktail and splashed it on Judeâs face.
Preston Cityâs devil king was not someone to be trifled with. He splashed wine in public, causing the faces of the young men and women around him to turn pale. They had all heard of Judeâs name.
But he was frighteningly humble in front of this young man.
Judeâs eyelids twitched slightly and he looked at Xana in shock. He knew that it would be a disaster if anything had happened to her in his territory!
âDrag the man out and break both his hands!â Jude turned around.
âYes!â The security guard pulled the handsome young man out.
The young man said in horror, âDonât do that, Chairman Danes, I was wrong!â
âIs this okay with you, Mr. Joseph?â Jude bowed and asked.
Xana blushed and said, âIâm tired from dancing. Is there a private karaoke room upstairs?â
âIâll make the arrangements immediately!â
Jude turned around and prepared the private room himself, giving Braydon a second look.
When they reached the corner, Judeâs expression was extremely gloomy. He said in a low voice, âKeep an eye on that brat. Heâs the one who injured Hunter!â
âWhy donât we take him down now?â The female secretary beside him asked.
Jude hid his anger. âYou must be confused. That brat, Joseph is here, as well as the descendants of the Sage family. We canât affrod to mess with the people from the noble families. Bring him back to me secretly after they are done playing and leaves.â
The female secretary left quietly and arranged for the security captain to keep an eye on Braydon.
Xana and the others went to the third floor. It was a luxurious private karaoke room which was more than enough to accommodate thirty people.
Freddie and Joseph had no interest in singing.
Before he entered, Freddiefrowned and turned his head abruptly, his sharp eyes glancing at the corner.
âFreddie whatâs wrong?â Joseph was stunned.
âSomeoneâs following us!â Braydon chuckled.
Joseph was suspicious. âI donât think so. Even Jude himself wouldnât dare to monitor us in this place even if he was scared to death. Letâs go in and have a drink!â
Braydon did not care. With his strength, he was not afraid of anyone.
Freddie continued the topic and asked, âBraydon, you havenât replied to my question earlier. How did you know that the person who injured me wasnât a warrior-level?â
Joseph was also a little curious.
Braydon replied indifferently, âWhen a martial arts practitioner reaches the warrior level, there is a very obvious characteristic. He needs to comprehend the light force on his own!â
The power of light force was the use of oneâs own strength.
Some people had very good physical fitness, but they could not punch perfectly with their own strength.
However, warrior-level martial arts practitioners were different. When they punched, all their strength would be concentrated in one punch.
With one punch, the door could be shattered in the blink of an eye.
Joseph immediately understood that if Freddie had been injured by light force, he would probably be lying on the bed by now. How could he still be alive and kicking?
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âIâve learned a lot!â Freddie said seriously.
Braydon was a king-level figure so talking about these basic things was childâs play to him.
Xana blushed. âWhat are you three talking about? Sing!â
âLet Bianca sing. Sheâs a celebrity and sheâs best at singing!â Joseph diverted her attention.
A cold girl with a slender figure and exquisite attire sat not far away. She was a third-tier celebrity.
âXana, Iâm not feeling well tonight!â She said apologetically.
âHey, Braydon, why donât you sing a song? Youâre not drinking or singing. Arenât you going to show some respect to Xana at least?â
Zane started to jeer again.
Biancaâs eyes were filled with contempt.
She was also a native of Preston City. She had heard about Braydon, the abandoned son who was expelled by the Neal family.
In the end, Braydon didn not even pay attention to Zane who was treating him as a clown.
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âZane, heâs not only disrespecting Xana but it seems as if he does not respect you much either!â Zaester said in a strange tone.
âHeâs from the Neal family, so itâs understandable that heâs arrogant!â The young man beside him sneered.
Instantly, many people in the audience laughed.
Even Bianca laughed.
Zaester said disdainfully, âHeâs just an abandoned son of the Neal family. The only reason heâs here today is because of Heather. Does he really think heâs some big shot? Haha!â
âAlright, thatâs enough. Itâs fine as long as everyone knows that an abandoned son cannot be compared to a dog. Itâll be a little too much if we say it out loud!â Zane said deliberately.
Braydon became the laughing stock of the private room and the target of ridicule and bullying.
This seemed to bring Zane and the others joy!
Braydon sat quietly and ignored him but he had a cold look in his eyes.
What happened thirteen years ago had always been a pain in Braydonâs heart, although it was already in the past.
However, it was a little too much for these people to tear open other peopleâs scars and use them as capital for ridicule!
Boom!
Josephâs kick caused Zaesterâs body to stagger and he almost fell to the ground.
âYou like to talk nonsense? If you donât want to drink, then get lost!â Joseph cursed at him immediately.
The little devil king of Preston City had never been afraid of anyone.
Zane said angrily, âJoseph Thomas, youâre willing to offend me for a piece of trash like him?â
âYou think too highly of yourself, due. Do you believe that nothing will happen to me even if i turn you into a cripple before i go home today?!â
Joseph was not kidding and he had a cold look in his eyes.