Thompson glanced at Luke, "You're in the wrong place. There's no party here."
Andrew reminded his father, "He's the fat kid's brother."
Thomson lifted his chin, "Oh, the whole family's here, more people means more power.
Hmph, I'm not afraid of you."
Luke ignored him, "Jack, what's going on?"
"After school yesterday, Andrew tried to trouble me again, and he hit me first. But he's trash, and it ended up with me beating him up."
Luke patted his brother's shoulder, "Well done."
"What?" Hearing Luke's words, Thompson became even more dissatisfied and questioned Linda, "Is this the family education you provide? My son gets beaten and he actually says 'well done.' This matter isn't over, I will pursue it to the end."
Luke lit a cigarette and took a drag, "How do you want to pursue it? Let's hear it."
Thompson glared at Luke, "Are you the fat kid's guardian? What right do you have to speak to me?"