The man leisurely watched as the servants and bodyguards came in, a charming yet mischievous smile playing on his handsome face, as he slowly said, "I still want to advise everyone to talk things over peacefully; no need to resort to violence."
The group of tall and muscular bodyguards stepped forward, ready to act.
Zoe Kingston and her daughter watched with cold smiles, even Benedict of the Seymour Family looked at Griffith Squire with an expressionless face.
Aurora Coldwell and Butler Zhao's faces suddenly turned pale, a hint of despair in their eyes as they watched the bodyguards move to beat Griffith Squire.
The man's smile remained the same, as he dexterously flexed his fingers, unbuttoning one button of his suit jacket. Then, with a cool demeanor, he swiftly took them down one by one with a few punches, and the tall, muscular bodyguards were all knocked to the ground with groans, moaning in pain.
