As a Lv.31 Master at the Early-stage Initiate Realm in martial arts, there was no need for Young Master Lukas to rely on the four subordinates he brought with him, who were only Lv.23-Lv.25 Hunters.
Young Master Lukas was simply too contemptuous to make a move himself on the audacious young man, who dared to humiliate him.
"Yes, Young Master Lukas!" The four subordinates were quick to oblige, imdiately making their way over and surrounded Albion.
"Do you want to follow us out, or do we have to drag you out? I don't want to soil this place with your blood," one of the four subordinates spoke intimidatingly.
Nevertheless, it had no effect on Albion. He simply ignored the person and narrowed his eyes on the young master.
"Commoner, you say?" Albion repeated. He imdiately understood why Young Master Lukas thought that of him. "You think eating so street food makes a commoner? Are you looking down on street food, ya bastard?"
"Are you not?" Young Master Lukas imdiately frowned.
If the person actually had a significant background, he could not carelessly offend the person and cause trouble for his family.
After all, his Waldschmidt family had yet to cent their position after moving into Silvercove city.
"Young Master Lukas, no need to waste words on this person. I will throw him out imdiately—"
"Wait."
Lukas Waldschmidt uttered a single word before his subordinates imdiately stopped pursuing.
"Yes, Young Master Lukas." The subordinate took a step back and waited.
At the sa ti, Albion swept the other 7 young masters a glance before asking, "What about the rest of you? None of you welco my presence?"
"I don't mind at all. The more, the rrier." Young Master Gavino shook his head before he said to Albion seriously, "However, do you have enough money to play here?"
"Since I ca, I naturally have enough to play," Albion calmly stated.
"Then I welco you to join us."
The young masters with significant backgrounds began welcoming Albion before Young Master Gavino asked, "How may I address you, brother?"
"The na is Albion. Albion Black," Albion introduced himself casually like he did before.
"So it is Young Master Albion. A pleasure to make your acquaintance." Young Master Gavino nodded from the other side of the poker table.
At the sa ti, Young Master Lukas furrowed his brows before issuing to his subordinates, "The rest of you can step back for now."
"Yes, Young Master Lukas!" The Waldschmidt family's subordinates oblige.
The poker ga continued, albeit with less intensity, as Albion ate his at skewers while waiting to join in the next round.
"Young Master Albion, was it? I apologize for earlier. Anyway, where are your chips?" Young Master Lukas tried to remain calm and cordial while subtly prying into Albion's background.
"Soone will be bringing it over," Albion casually said before saying, "Since you called a clown, how about so magic tricks to lighten the mood?"
It was as if they have moved on from the previous matter and did not take it to heart. However, it was uncertain what Albion and Lukas Waldschmidt were truly thinking.
"For my first magic trick, I present you...standing skewer sticks!"
Albion did not wait for other people's opinions before performing a slight trick of making two skewer sticks stand using telekinesis to relieve his boredom.
"…"
Everyone was speechless.
They began to question whether Albion was soone with a significant background for him to not show any fear in front of them or whether he was truly a clown sent to entertain them, too stupid to understand what danger is.
"I have not heard of any Black family among the top families of Silvercove city. I wonder who is your backer, Young Master Albion?" Lukas Waldschmidt pried with a subtle cold glint.
"My backer?" Albion chuckled slightly before he stated domineeringly, "I am my own backer. Enough said?"
Lukas Waldschmidt's pupil shrank into slits imdiately. This person did not have a backer!
Knock, knock!
The poker room's doors were suddenly tapped a few tis before a staff mber pushed a cart holding $500k chips inside and delivered it to Albion.
"Your chips, Young Master Albion. All $500k chips are here. Not a single chip short."
"Un. Thank you." Albion nodded.
Bang!
Lukas Waldschmidt slamd the table with his fist again shortly after the staff mber left before roaring, "$500k chips, and you wanted to play at this table?! The minimum buy-in is $10 million!"
"Dammit, you are a goddam hillbilly who doesn't know the imnsity of heaven and earth! I thought you weres soone big since you are fearless, but you are just a fool! This person treated us like fools, wanting to sit on our level with only $500k, hmph!"
"The minimum buy-in was $10 million? I can add—"
"Save it! I've let you lived long enough!"
Lukas Waldschmidt no longer wanted to listen to Albion's excuses. He was long tired of this person after being humiliated.
Now that he realized that the person was just a 'nobody' with no background and money, he had to get rid of this person.
No one can get away after humiliating him!
"n, drag this nobody out and feed him to the fishes!" Lukas Waldschmidt barked to his subordinates before they stepped forward with fierce auras.
"Yes, Young Master Lukas!" the subordinates answered before gazing at Albion's back with vicious smiles and cracking knuckles.
"Like I said, how can a person eating cheap street food possibly be soone big?" One of the subordinates remarked.
"You want my life?" Albion narrowed his eyes with a cold glint before turning the other young masters, "What about you all?"
"Whatever Young Master Lukas wants to do with you has nothing to do with us, Young Master Albion. Please deal with him as you see fit."
Young Master Gavino and the others shook their heads and quickly expressed their neutrality in the matter, wanting to observe from the sidelines.
"Seems like my previous magic trick wasn't impressive enough. Very well, let show you a better one," Albion's eyes flickered with a cold glint before he stated, "I will make these standing skewer sticks disappear!"
Just as two of the four subordinates reached Albion's side, he suddenly disappeared from his seat, reappearing behind them in a swift motion before grabbing the back of their heads.
Bang!
The two subordinates could not resist Albion's strength and died instantly after having their heads slamd onto the poker table.
"Wa-Lah! The skewer sticks have disappeared," Albion stated with a grin, but the others could only feel a chill from it.
'Strong! Ruthless!' the young masters determined.
Shortly after, the two lifeless bodies with skewer sticks in their brains were tossed away.
"What?!"
Lukas Waldschmidt exclaid with shock after determining their deaths before he spouted with disbelief, "Those two were Lv.25 Masters at the Initiate Realm! How can they just die to so f*cking skewer sticks?!"
Not long after, Lukas Waldschmidt gazed at Albion with a bad premonition, feeling dread in his heart. He jumped to conclusions too quickly and made a grave mistake.
"You were right about one thing." Albion casually swirled a few skewers sticks in his hand before stating indifferently, "I've let you lived long enough."
'Telekinesis!'
Lukas Waldschmidt's expression changed abruptly. Without wasting a single mont, he imdiately shot to his feet to flee out the poker room.
Swish~!
However, the skewer stick imdiately penetrated Lukas Waldschmidt in the back of the head, killing him on the spot after being flicked by Albion.
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