I shot Quintus a look, who lunged forward and swiftly dislocated the man's arm. The man, not even having a chance to put up any resistance, screamed in pain.
The overwhelming difference in strength quickly replaced his earlier arrogance with fear.
"W-Who are you guys? How dare you hurt me? Do you know who I am?" he stammered, feigning courage. "I'm Oscar Cummings, the squad leader of The Dragonshade Society's third squad! Just ask around, and you'll know how important I—"
I cut him off with a slap.
"The Dragonshade Society? What the hell's that? Some school club?"
Oscar stared at me, incredulous. "How could you not have heard of The Dragonshade Society before? Just ask anyone, you ignorant fool!"
I gave him another slap and sneered, "Whatever for? It's just another puny gang I can easily wipe out."
Oscar was shocked to see that I was unfazed no matter what threat he threw at me. Realizing nothing was working, he turned his attention to Lynn instead.
"How dare you let your boy toys treat me like this, you fucking bitch? I'm telling you, my men know I'm here. If something happens to me, you'll know what's in store for you."
Lynn visibly paled at his words. She ran over and grabbed my arm. "William, stop! You don't want to mess with The Dragonshade Society. Let him go!"
I shoved her aside and slapped Oscar again. "I don't know what'll happen to you, but I know that today will be your last day."
I turned to Quintus. "I want him dead. Is there any way you could make it look like he committed suicide?"
Quintus answered stoically. "I've got plenty of methods to do that."
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