All present directed their gaze in unison toward the direction pointed by the injured bodyguard...
There stood a fair and refined young man, lightly sipping red wine. He appeared calm and composed.
Jonathan casually sipped his drink, his gaze calm and indifferent, paying no attention to the others because he simply didn't care.
Leo Oscar's expression turned icy, slowly advancing towards Jonathan! Each step he took was weighty and profound, exuding an overwhelming aura of pressure and menace, causing the surrounding guests to tremble in fear!
"Is it you who beat my bodyguard?" Leo approached Jonathan, his gaze as sharp as arrows, staring at him as if staring at a dead man.
Jonathan glanced at him nonchalantly, "Your people lack discipline, so I took the liberty of giving them a lesson.
