The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes at Zayne. Nonetheless, in the face of his opponents’ numbers and the fact that they were hot-blooded youths, the man knew that he was at a disadvantage if a fight were to break out.
With a grim expression, he threatened, “Kid, you had better watch out. Tell me your name, and I will teach you a lesson one of these days!”
“I’m Zayne Carlson, and I’ll be right here waiting for you. Do you think my comrades and I are wimps?” At that moment, Zayne felt exhilarating, imagining himself as a mafia boss.
“All right, all right.” After acknowledging Zayne’s words, the middle-aged man turned and left with his bodyguards.
Once the man was gone, Zayne was on cloud nine. He had never felt so powerful before and was relishing in the sensation.
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