Chapter 97. The Power of His Finger

The Villes have never been scared of anybody in all the past years they’ve lived in Virginia but the young man’s voice alone causes them to shiver and take unexpected steps backward.

Without knowing who he is, they begin to wonder if they have offended a big shot, but as their gaze settles on the young man before them who exudes a terrifying aura, they swallow lumps of spittle but yet do not regard him.

They have always rated big shots by their appearances but this young man before them although scary is just on faded olden days jeans and a worn-off top. To them, this punk here can’t be a big shot. As far as they are concerned, he might even be a beggar.

Why then did we get scared of him when he is dressed in tattered clothes? And how the hell did he get in? Are our bodyguards blind now that they allow mad men into our Villa now? They can’t help but be curious.

The Villes Villa has always been guided by a number of top-class elite fighters, so the fact that t