A dozen or so thugs surged forward, ready to take Sebastian down by force. But Sebastian showed no fear and instead wore a mocking smile.
Just as the thugs approached him, a terrifying energy burst out from his body.
Immediately, everyone heard a loud boom. The thugs were thrown into the air by the intense energy. They each spat out a mouthful of blood mid-air before crashing hard onto the ground. All of them writhed in pain.
Ferguson watched this scene with his mouth and eyes wide open. He was filled with shock and disbelief. The onlookers from a distance were also stunned.
Sebastian flashed a charming smile and started walking toward Ferguson. Only then did Ferguson snap out of his daze and break into a cold sweat. “Don’t come any closer. I’m from the Lloyd family,” he stammered, retreating in fear.
Ferguson initially thought Sebastian was just an ordinary grandmaster. He never thought Sebastian could instantly defeat dozens of skilled fighters. This terrifying strength was probably on par with the patriarch if not greater.
“I don’t care who you are. I warned you not to mess with me, but you didn’t listen. This is your own doing,” Sebastian said as he stepped closer.
“What do you want?” Ferguson asked as he trembled.
“You’ll find out soon enough,” Sebastian replied with a dazzling smile, making Ferguson feel a chill down his spine.
Ferguson turned to run, but a strong hand grabbed the back of his neck. He tried to struggle but couldn’t muster any strength with his neck held.
“I’m the Lloyd family’s butler. You’d better let me go immediately, or the consequences will be severe,” Ferguson said, trying to remain calm.
“Oh, don’t worry. I’ll definitely let you go.” Sebastian smiled even brighter. Then, he raised his hand.
Ferguson’s eyes were filled with fear and anger. He was about to say something, but before he could, Sebastian gave him a slap across the face.
Sebastian landed several slaps, causing Ferguson’s face to swell. Blood dripped from his mouth and teeth scattered on the ground. Now, he only had one tooth left on the upper and lower jaws, making him look extremely ridiculous.
As Sebastian released him, Ferguson fell to the ground like a ragdoll. Sebastian had been very precise. Ferguson wasn’t in danger of dying but was extremely stunned. Of course, a concussion was inevitable.
The thugs who had been lying on the ground in pain shivered at the sight of Ferguson’s
miserable state. They scrambled to their feet and ran, fearing they might be Sebastian’s next target.
Sebastian paid them no mind and continued to sit by the roadside, waiting for the fish to bite. After resting for a while, Ferguson regained his senses. He looked at Sebastian with eyes full of resentment and then ran back home.
