At this moment, Finn Miller's blood was surging, and anger had completely replaced his reason. He no longer cared about Ace Howard's connections or backing. Finn was Finn, the Finn Miller who drove away wolves in the Blackwood. At this moment, Finn was like a wolf, or rather, the wolf king. Finn was a ghost in the wilderness. How could he allow scum like Ace Howard to insult him?
Finn looked up at the sky and roared loudly. It looked like Finn was about to slam Ace Howard to the ground. With Finn's strength, even if Ace didn't die from the impact, he would be crippled for life.
"Stop! Finn Miller, stop right now!" Captain Wayne shouted. He had rushed over as soon as he saw the situation was not right. He originally wanted to see how good Finn's skills were, one against thirty people. But
