Chapter 18: Master?

"I want to die?" Paul hesitated for a moment, then burst into laughter. "Do you even know who I am? Just for saying that, you deserve to die! No one can protect you!"

Henry coldly stared at him, without saying a word. His gaze was like that of a dead man!

"Miss's former fiancé," Steven recognized Henry, raising an eyebrow and showing surprise, relishing in the misfortune. He continued, "Paul, this is Henry."

Paul's laughter grew even more maniacal. "Former fiancé? In a moment, I'll take your fiancée right in front of you and let you have a good look. Not only will I have my way, but others as well. I'd love to see your expression. Just the thought of it excites me!"

Henry took a deep breath. "Laura, move to the side first. I need to deal with something."

As he spoke, every word carried a thick chill.

However, Laura clung to Henry's waist and whispered, "Henry, don't be impulsive! If we wait a little longer, my father will find out about the commotion here, and he'll handle Paul."

Henry caressed the hair of his beloved in his arms and softly said, "It's alright, Laura, please step aside."

"No, let's go over there!" Laura raised her head, holding onto Henry's body, intending to move toward the side along the wall.

Upon realizing that his body was as solid as a rock, motionless in place, she couldn't budge him.

"You've got guts, kid!" Upon seeing this scene, Paul laughed heartily. "You're not running away and you still want to fight me? Do you think you can win?!"

He sneered and raised his foot to kick.

Most wealthy young masters have some basic martial arts training. It wouldn't be a problem for Paul to defeat three or five big men, especially since Henry was carrying someone and could not dodge.

"This kick will make you spit blood!"

Henry reached out and grabbed the incoming kick.

"You!" Paul's face changed, wanting to say something.

Henry no longer wanted to talk to him, exerting sudden force in his hand. There was a cracking sound as he crushed the leg bone, even turning the flesh on the leg into a pulp!

Paul screamed in agony, trying to push back, and unexpectedly managed to break free.

Before he had a chance to be happy, an even more intense pain shot through his leg. He kept screaming as he looked down at his leg.

His face turned pale as a sheet with what he saw.

Henry smirked coldly and casually tossed away the leg in his hand.

With just a grip, he forcefully broke Paul's leg!

Everyone present was in an uproar, and a thought flashed through their minds.

"Henry is done for! The Miller family is done for!"

This is different from offending the Lewis family; the Russo family is a true behemoth. In Diony Country, there are only a few forces daring enough to provoke them lightly. Once they get angry, the whole of Diony Country will be turned upside down!

"Henry is such a fool. Even if he saved Laura, what good would it bring from the Costa family? The Costa family can't protect him either!"

"Disappearing for seven years and then consecutively offending the Lewis family and the Russo family. He really is an idiot. He doesn't even consider his strength."

"Poor Miller family, with a legacy of hundreds of years, now about to be ruined by Henry."

Many people felt malicious pleasure in their hearts; they loved to watch a drama when it didn’t affect them.

Enrico also had some joy in his heart. "Evil Shadow hasn't made a move yet. If Henry dies now, I can save a billion; that would be a good thing."

Beside them, Steven intervened, but Ravinia Matthew, who had been treated like an outsider, had a strange smile on his face, seeming to look forward to what was coming next.

Paul's screams echoed continuously in the hall, fragmented and mixed with cursing "Henry! I will kill you, you're done for, done for! Ah!"

"Young Master, what's wrong with you?" From afar, a burly bald man pushed his way through the crowd, panicked upon seeing Paul cradling his broken leg and wailing on the ground.

"Damn thing, where were you when I was being beaten to this extent? You only appear now?!"

Paul saw the big man and cursed frantically before pointing at Henry, "Kill! Kill! Kill him immediately! Crush every bone in his body, inch by inch!"

"Yes, Young Master!"

The bald man wiped off the cold sweat on his head, stood up in a hurry, and glared fiercely at Henry.

As he stood up, a tremendous and terrifying aura emanated from him. The clothes that were already stretched taut by his muscles instantly burst apart, turning into a flurry of cloth flying through the air.

Those who recognized him exclaimed, "Martial arts master!"

"What? The legends are true? There are martial arts masters in the world? They can smash a wall with just one punch. Will he kick Henry to death?!"

"Yes, there are! This big man is one. Look, even the cement floor beneath him is sinking!"

Everyone looked on in shock, witnessing the cement floor cracking under the big man's feet.

Split, clearly trampled to pieces!

The bald man seemed to be specifically protecting Paul, but he had failed and was now extremely angry.

"You will regret being alive!" The bald man roared angrily, spreading his arms, his massive body charging forward like a beast in human form.

"You won't even have the chance to regret it!" Looking at the so-called martial arts master charging toward him, Henry's face revealed a mocking smile. He held Laura in one hand and raised the other to meet the attack!

With a quick twist of his hand, Henry's palm traced a circle in the air. In shock, the bald man realized he had lost control of his body, his arms flailing uncontrollably.

"No!" The man yelled in despair.

Henry's hand did not stop, striking the man's chest.

A crisp sound of bones breaking filled the air as the man's body flew high into the sky, continuously spewing blood, before crashing heavily onto the ground.

Countless guests gasped in astonishment, taking a step back in unison. Even the martial arts master couldn't match Henry?

Among the crowd, Enrico's face turned pale. His thoughts of seizing this opportunity to kill Henry directly vanished.

This Henry was a monster!

Paul, disregarding his screams, sat frozen as he looked at the man lying motionless beside him.

Henry's eyes, filled with murderous intent, locked onto him as he slowly approached, holding Laura.

"You can't touch me! If you touch me, you'll die, and your family, your friends, they will all be buried with me! Don't come any closer!" Paul pleaded desperately.

"Steven, Matthew, come help me! Steven, didn't you say the Freton family was the strongest? Hurry and call for help!"

Dragging his broken foot, Paul kept retreating, but he couldn't match Henry's approaching speed at all.

An immense sense of oppression bore down on him. Paul knew that this lunatic might kill him.

He sought help from his cronies, but including Steven, they were all terrified by Henry's brutal methods and didn't dare to come near.

Henry sneered, stepping on Paul's broken leg, and applying pressure slowly.

Another piercing scream resounded.

Feeling the trembling body of the woman in his arms, Henry knew that Laura was frightened. He decided not to torment Paul any further and planned to stomp him to death.