Howard saw the dazed look on Wilbur and Skyler's faces and smiled murderously. "Shaking in your boots now? The Anne family isn't to be messed with, and you're going to pay for what you've done." Wilbur looked at the man in the suit. "What's your name?" "Tenson Anne," said the man. He stuck out two of his fingers, and the bodyguards behind him hurried up to place a cigar between the fingers and lit it up with a specialized lighter.
Wilbur cracked up at the sight, then glanced at Howard. "His last nis Zemek. I'm pretty sure he isn't part of the Anne family." "Yes, but he's one of my men," Tenson said calmly.
Wilbur sat back down, and Skyler did the same. There was a strange smile on Skyler's face.
"Say, does your family know about these men you have here in Lincoln City?" Wilbur asked.
Tenson chuckled. "I support my clan financially, and that should be enough. Even my clan leader doesn't question what I do. They even gavetheir full support. That's just how a clan works." "I'm not so sure about that," Wilbur said with a smile.
Tenson took a drag from his cigar. "People like you could never understand how clans work. There isn't much of a point trying to explain it to you. You're better off thinking of a way to fix this." "Why don't you tellhow you'd like to fix this, then?" Wilbur retorted.
Tenson looked at Wilbur. "Apologize to them and leave one of your hands behind. Then we'll call it even." Wilbur snorted. "A hand? What if I don't want to do that?" Tenson's expression darkened at once. "That's not up to you to decide." He raised a finger, drawing a line on the table. Under the influence of his spiritual energy, the table was split clean in half, collapsing to the ground.
The cafe owner was at a loss for words. What was this special power? It seemed far stronger than what Skyler was capable of.
The cafe owner felt panic rising within him, and he swayed on his feet in terror.
Wilbur frowned. "How about I give you a chance here, then? You leave one of your hands here and go back to Anne Village to apologize to your family. I'll spare your life then. Consider it a lesson to the Anne family for them to just stick to business and not take advantage of the weak." "Nonsense!" Wilbur's words had clearly angered Tenson, and he got to his feet. Gone was any of the gentlemanly demeanor from earlier as Tenson pointed at Wilbur and shouted.
"Who the f*ck do you think you are, talking tolike that? Do you know who the Annes are in Lincoln City?" Wilbur chuckled. "No, I honestly don't." "We represent order and structure, and you have disrupted that. Got it?" Tenson said coldly.
Wilbur's brows furrowed.
It seemed like Tenson had gotten used to having his way in Lincoln City.
That was understandable. Tenson was an Aura level cultivator, and much more powerful of a fighter compared to regular folks.
On top of that, he was loaded with money from the businesses he ran.
If this went on, Lincoln City would be doomed to spend an eternity in this man's shadow.
Wilbur said, "I guess we're not going with my suggestion?" "Ha! Why should I?" Tenson felt amused by Wilbur's threat to chop off one of his hands. He would have beaten this bastard up a long tago had it not been for his status and the image he needed to maintain.
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