Alexander pressed Thorne into a chair, then turned to Vaughn with a grin: “Why leave Fragrant Mountain to come to Golden Harbor? Are you playing errand boy for someone?"
"You little—! How dare you talk to President Arnold like that! You’re the lackey! Your whole family's a bunch of lackeys!"
“President Arnold came here today to deal with you. If you’ve got any guts, face him head-on instead of hiding like a coward.”
Sizing Alexander up and confirming his target, Vaughn's face lit with excitement.
“Alright, let’s see what you’ve got. I’ll knock your teeth out.”
Vaughn crooked a finger toward Alexander, beckoning him.
Alexander smirked at the group of men behind Vaughn: “Why don’t all of you come at me together? Fighting one-on-one is too much hassle."
“Oh, boy! This brat's got guts!
