Chapter 617

The thugs, unwilling to back down, picked up chairs and tables, ready to fight, but Spencer quickly knocked them down.

"What? Who are you? Why are you meddling in other people's business?"

Dallin squinted at Spencer, then noticed Theophilus, who was calmly sipping tea on the side, giving a cold glance.

"Pretty bold! Meadow, is this the guy your uncle hired to protect you?" Dallin sneered: "Really? You dare to challenge me?"

"It's not like that, Mr. Anson, please... Don't misunderstand. He's just a guest who has just arrived, we don't intend to fight you!" Meadow said anxiously, terrified of a tyrant like Dallin.

"Anson, get out of here right now," Theophilus put down his tea cup, looking coldly at Dallin: "If you linger, you'll regret it too late."

"Ha ha ha ha! How amusing, a brat like you threatening me? You must be Meadow's university friend, rig