Chapter 20: A Blood-Spattering Sword
"Are you being impolite to me?"
Hearing the stern words from the three youths, Wyatt Barnes laughed, a laugh that was pure and dazzling.
"What are you laughing at?"
One of the boys, with a gloomy expression, demanded to know.
"I understand your desire to impress Miss Holland in front of me... I just find it funny. Where does your confidence come from, that you think you can be rude to me? If I'm not mistaken, the three of you are from the Garcia Clan, right?"
The smile on Wyatt Barnes' face shone even brighter, his discerning eyes appeared as if he could see right through the three of them.
In Wyatt's past memories, he vaguely remembered one of the youths. The boy seemed to be one of the bootlickers around Jackie Garcia, the young master of the Garcia Clan.
"Correct, we are from the Garcia Clan. Now that members from both the Holland Family and Garcia Clan are present, what can a kid like you possibly do?"
"Exactly, do you think a kid like you can trouble both the Garcia Clan and Holland Family?"
"You better kneel down and apologize to Miss Holland immediately, we might just spare your life!"
The three youngsters from the Garcia Clan threatened Wyatt Barnes word by word as if they had completely forgotten that they too were merely kids, not much older than Wyatt himself.