Westonâs face turned grim.
He looked like a punisher ready to teach those who offended him a lesson No one dared to come forward because of his powerful aura. They finally saw his face clearly when he lifted his face and drew a cold breath.
The crowd on the dance floor also looked over.
âOh, God. Heâs so handsome...â
âDid you see the way he fought? Heâs so handsome...â
âI didnât expect him to be so handsome!â
âIs he doing this for his girlfriend?â
âI think so. Rory is always rude to the beautiful ladies in his territory. Finally, someone came to teach him a lesson!â
Indistinct chatters and murmurs rumbled around the room.
Still on the ground, Rory could no longer stand listening to the crowdâs comments about them. He staggered to his face and warned fiercely, âDo you know who my father is?â
He kept staring at the people around him. When he saw that his cowardly men did not dare to come forward, he roared angrily,â You cowards! My dog is more useful than you!â
At least the dog wouldnât just watch him get beaten!
His men finally made their move after that. âWhere are you from? Youâd better let go of Rory!â someone from the group shouted at Weston.
Westonâs eyes dimmed. He cast a hard glance at him and repeated himself. âI said, come at me all at once. Do you not understand?â
âF*ck you! Youâre alone! How are you this arrogant?!â one of Roryâs men said. He was about to charge forward.
Since someone took the lead, the other men behind Rory finally had the courage to charge at Weston.
Weston moved quickly. Before the group could react, he dashed straight ahead and pinned the first man to the ground with a flying punch, landing the attack smoothly and fluidly without hesitation.
While everyone was still standing in place, he had already taken down several people.
âlâis he some fighter?!â
âI think heâs a professional fighter ... he couldnât be so powerful, otherwise!â
âSh*t... Itâs over... What do we do! Should we retreat?!â
âAre you sure? Rory might get angry!â
âRory... What should we do now?â
The last guy had no choice but to look at Rory for advice.
Rory saw Weston knock down two of his men easily. The two men could not even get up, getting punched squarely in their noses. This left him a little intimidated.
Even so, he refused to give up his pride. âThere are so many of us here! I believe we can fight him!â
Then, he yelled, âCharge!â
The group took advantage of the chaos and pounced at Weston.
Weston snickered and smiled in contempt. âSince you want to die, Iâll grant your wish.â
His eyes suddenly turned sharp. A man tried to attack him from behind, to which he spontaneously tossed back. Then, he grabbed the bottle on the bar and threw it at Rory.
There was a loud clink.
Rory swiftly dodged behind one of his men and managed to avoid the attack âHeâs bleeding!â someone shouted, causing an even bigger commotion in the bar.
Weston looked back at Stella. âHide.
After saying that, he went straight to attack the enemy.
The Stella of old would have never imagined Weston getting involved in a group fight in such a place. It was hard to picture his usual noble and arrogant gentleman side with his ruthless moves and powerful body.
He was but a fearless fighter.
At that moment, the cacophony of breaking glass and people talking and wailing blended together into a hum.