The seats were numbered, and attendees could sit wherever they liked. Katelyn and Vincent had seats in the central row, giving them the best view. But a young man across the aisle caught Katelyn’s eye. His features were striking, with rare light green eyes. He appeared very young, with slightly curly hair and a casual gray outfit, giving off a relaxed vibe.
Could he be the head of the Walsh family? If he was, he seemed way too young—barely out of his teens. Katelyn held back her thoughts.
At that moment, a stir erupted in the auction hall.
“I want your seat. Move to the back!” a man’s voice suddenly shouted, disrupting the near-silent atmosphere.
Katelyn turned to see what was happening. The man who yelled stood confidently in front of the young man with green eyes.
Vincent, noticing her confusion, explained with a serious expression, “He’s from the Potter family. They’ve always been known for their bold arrogance and dominance.”
Katelyn nodded, understanding now. The young man stayed seated and didn’t reply, which seemed to infuriate the other man. He suddenly reached out to grab the young man’s sleeve.
As the man reached out, his hand just brushed the young man’s clothes when a large hand emerged from the side, seizing his wrist firmly.
“What are you trying to do to our young master?” a burly man in a black suit, clearly a bodyguard, demanded. Official source is FιndNovel.net
The man’s face was covered in cold sweat as he screamed, “It hurts! It hurts! Let go of me!”
The bodyguard looked at him with disgust and said, “You worthless piece of garbage. How dare you disrespect our young master!”
Right after his words, the bodyguard applied more pressure, and a bone-cracking sound echoed through the room, sending shivers through everyone there. The once arrogant man was now in severe pain on the floor.
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Everyone stood in silence, observing the scene and reflecting on how brutal it was. Just a little bit of insolence, and his wrist was broken!
Attention then turned to the so-called young master. Who was this young man?
Katelyn had a complicated look on her face. She was unfamiliar with the Walsh family, having only heard of their business activities. Yet, witnessing such ruthless actions was truly terrifying.
Despite his severe pain, the man on the floor continued to shout arrogantly, “You don’t know who you’re dealing with! How dare you treat me this way? You’ll regret this!”
The young man, who had been toying with a piece of paper, looked up sharply at him. A single cold glance from him was enough to silence the once boastful man, leaving him trembling.
The young man’s stare was so intense it seemed to slice right through him!
Speaking slowly, the young man’s clear, youthful voice commanded, “Break all his tendons and throw him out.”
The audience gasped in unison. They believed that breaking a hand was sufficient punishment, yet now he proposed to cut the tendons too! He was indeed like a demon!
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