A Man Like None Other (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 4581

This scene left everyone utterly stunned. It was pin-drop silence as everyone didn't dare to speak up.

Downstairs, the numerous cultivators dining were all wide-eyed as they took in the scene unfolding before them.

It should be noted that Beast City had a strict no-fighting policy. Yet, astonishingly, a brawl had broken out, and the one involved was none other than the young heir of the Buckley family.

Who was so audacious? How dare they be this brazen?

“You... You...”

Donovan's eyes widened, his mouth agape. He was so shocked that he couldn't utter a sentence.

He never would have imagined that Jared could be so impulsive.

Without a word, he immediately struck, not showing the slightest hesitation. This left Niel with no time to react.

This is Beast City, not the outside world. What kind of joke is this?

Donovan found it hard to believe that this was reality, yet the scene before his eyes left him with no choice but to accept it.

Is this what they mean by the young are fearless?

“Brat, how dare you strike me! You're courting death!”

Niel picked himself up. His body was unharmed, but his pride was severely bruised.

In front of so many people, being thrown down the stairs was utterly embarrassing.

Niel's face was flushed, his body covered in grime, looking no better than a beggar. He glared at Jared, bellowing in rage.

In Beast City, he was the only one who ever did the hitting. When was he ever on the receiving end of a punch?

The handful of friends that Niel had brought along were also descending the stairs at this moment, each of them assisting Niel.

“Run! Run fast. Once the law enforcement arrives, you're done for.”

Finally, Donovan snapped back to reality, quietly giving Jared a reminder.

Before Jared could even make a move, the sound of footsteps echoed from outside the restaurant.

“Who dares to cause trouble within Beast City? Such audacity!”

As the doors of the restaurant were flung open, a figure dressed in white burst in. This individual, radiating with spiritual energy and wielding a magic sword, was a cultivator.

Behind him trailed a dozen or so guards, each brandishing long spears.

Upon witnessing this scene, everyone swiftly moved aside.

After all, within Beast City, only the guards of the city lord mansion held the privilege to exude their aura.

“Hold on. Even though he made his move, there was no eruption of spiritual energy. He relied solely on his physical strength. Moreover, Mr. Niel isn't injured. He merely took a tumble. We're willing to pay, so could we possibly avoid any arrests?”

Donovan spoke to the cultivator in white.

The cultivator cast a glance at Niel, seeking his opinion on the matter.

If the other party truly offered a high price and Niel forgave them, they wouldn't have to end up in jail.

“I'm not short of money. He absolutely needs to be thrown into jail to taste hardship.”

Niel spoke out, his face filled with anger.

“Mr. Niel....”

Donovan wanted to say something more, but Niel cut him off with a wave of his hand. “Stop your d*mn rambling, or I'll have you arrested too!”

Upon witnessing the situation, Donovan dared not speak up for Jared any longer.

“Come with us!”

After the cultivator in white finished speaking, he left with Jared.

Meanwhile, Niel smirked arrogantly before he, along with a few of his followers, left the restaurant.