“Tristan Bailey, your family doesn’t own this place. I can be wherever I want in this restaurant, and you can’t do anything about it!” Gavin ignored Tristan and sat right next to him.
“Are you trying to pick a fight?” Perceiving his act as a provocation, Tristan shot daggers at the man and started emanating an aura from his body.
As he was a Seventh Level Grandmaster, by right, an ordinary person like Gavin would not be able to withstand his aura.
Yet, the latter seemed absolutely fearless. When Tristan was about to overpower him, the two men standing behind Gavin also started exuding aura from their bodies. The impact of the collision between their auras mid-air was so intense that Tristan staggered a little.
Tristan’s expression changed, and he stared at the two subordinates intently.
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