Die erschreckende Aura

"Farewell!"

Richard Thomas stood up in anger, but as he reached the door, it felt as if a 200-pound sandbag had been tied to his legs. He was unable to move. As Sean Martin had indicated, if he didn't confront Oliver Walker, he would indeed be quite miserable.

No!

Sean Martin dared to demand an exorbitant price because he was aware of Richard Thomas's thought processes. Once Richard Thomas, who was quite astute himself, realized this, he opened the door to the private room. His face changed instantly, and he exclaimed, "You... Who are you? What do you want?"

But before he could finish, he was kicked by a figure shrouded in long clothes.

"Bang, bang."

Richard Thomas, without time to react, clutched his stomach, fell to the ground, and let out a pitiful scream.

"You want to leave? Do you consider my domain to be your backyard?" Sean Martin scoffed.