Loser!
Travis Yuleman sneered disdainfully as he watched the two Inner Sect disciples collapse to the ground.
Hearing this, the two Inner Sect disciples flushed with shame and anger, their faces alternating between red and pale. In the end, lacking the courage to fight on, they spat out a threat and left.
Travis, they're still Inner Sect disciples. Aren't you worried they'll retaliate? Yvette Yan asked anxiously.
They're just losers. Even if ten more show up, I won't be afraid!
Travis Yuleman looked completely unconcerned.
Seeing Travis's indifference, Yvette Yan decided not to press the issue.
Travis Yuleman fixed his gaze on Drake Easton and barked, "You—get over here!"
No one here was stupid; even though Drake Easton used voice transmission, it was clear he had egged those two Inner Sect disciples on.
What do you want?
Drake Easton trembled; he hadn't expected Travis Yuleman to be so reckless, daring even to hit Yu King Palace's Inner Sect disciples.
Damn!
Travis Yuleman reached out and grabbed Drake Easton, hauling him in front of everyone. He slapped Drake several times, then threw him to the ground and cursed, "Remember, if you try anything shady again, I'll kill you. Take a good look at yourself—do you really think you're fit to scheme against us? Ian, don't you agree?"
Absolutely," Ian Song replied with a smile and a nod.
Drake Easton quietly got up, hatred burning in his heart, but he didn't dare show it.
Loser!
Watching Drake Easton leave, Travis Yuleman sneered in disdain.
They hadn't even finished their drinks.
More trouble was on the way.
The two Inner Sect disciples Travis had beaten earlier came back with reinforcements.