Henry Rivera touched his cheek instinctively, instantly discovering a faint blood mark, his expression slightly changed.
Could a cigarette butt really shoot out this kind of power?
Could that kid be a master!
For some reason, from the moment he stepped into this alley, there was always the feeling of an invisible aura forming.
It was as if they had entered the realm of that young man.
He brushed away the ridiculous thoughts in his mind and stepped towards the young man.
In the martial arts domain, apart from the Mason Family and the Baker Family, only their Rivera Family had authority in Brooksdale.
He had never seen this kid before, how strong could he be?
The cigarette butt just now was merely a coincidence!
If the other party truly had strength, would he still need to stealthily take the Hundred Herbs Tripod?
Clearly, he's afraid of offending our Rivera Family.
"Kid, you were the one who took the Hundred Herbs Tripod, right?" Henry Rivera's tone was somewhat cold.
