Darryl drank a substantial amount ended up tipsy. He stood up to go to the washroom.
One of his men held him for support and asked "Hall Master, how about I take you there?"
"It's fine." Darryl waved in dismissal.
He was indeed getting drunk. Actually, he could just utilize his Internal Energy to force the alcohol out of his system as a cultivator. However, it was a joyous reunion, and everyone intended to get drunk.
Darryl wobbled downstairs, the washroom was on the ground floor.
He noticed a crowd near him when he reached the ground floor. There were a dozen young adults and they seemed like students from a university nearby.
Darryl was turning into a corner when a youngster who was occupied with his phone knocked into him.
Thud!
His phone almost fell to the ground.
Darryl was speechless.
It was absurd that he could crash into him when there was so much space in the lobby.
"Are you blind?"
The youngster was triggered "Watch where you're going!" He was covered with branded clothing, he was clearly rich.
Darryl was confused 'F*ck, why was he acting arrogantly when he was the one who knocked into me?'
The youngester was a student of the university nearby called Lester Rock. he was from a rich family.
Darryl muttered to himself as he eyed Lester. He was clearly from a loaded family as all his apparel was branded.
"What are you starting at? Apologize." Lester's tone was cold and indifferent.
Darryl looked at him with a smile "Why should I apologize? You knocked into me because you were looking at your phone."
'Is he really a university student? Why doesn't he have any manners?'
Lester was furious. "Wow, are you not admitting your mistake? Just apologize when I ask you to! Stop giving me bullsh*t!"
A few of Lester's friends approached them and gave Darryl an unfriendly look.
"Just apologize and this will be over. Why are you wasting your energy arguing?"
"Don't you know who is he is? He's the famous Young Master Lester in our university. How dare you provoke him?"
Young Master Lester?
Darryl almost could not suppress his laughter.
There were more than enough families in Donghai City. Darryl wondered whose family was he from, he crowned himself as a young master!
It was Darryl's first time hearing about Young Master Lester.
He must be from a small family.
Darryl had no intention to argue with them. He took a deep breath and said in a neutral tone "I don't want to waste my energy with you, I'm not going to apologize. Also, watch your words."
What?
'Is he threatening me?'
Lester furrowed his brows as he noticed the scen of alcohol from Darryl and he laughed dryly. "You must not know your position because you are drunk! Let me sober you up!"
A hint of menace flashed on Lester's face and he threw his fist toward Darryl's face.
Darryl was just another insignificant ordinary person in his eyes.
He thought that Darryl deserve a beating for offending him.
Darryl sniggered and stood still.
He could tell from the start that this rich young man was just a dandy. He had no strenght at all as he was not a cultivator.
His punch was weak and Darryl did not even dodge.
"Lester, stop at once!"
A clear and pleasant voice shouted with a hint of panic.
A charming figure walked over in a hurry. It was Dora Simpson.
Darryl did not expect to see her there. They rarely contacted each other after they parted ways near the villa area.
Dora looked eye-catching that day dressed in a different style.
She looked cute with a subtle hint of attraction in her mini skirt.
Lester halted and turned to Dora with a smile. "Dora, it's fine. I'm teaching this fool a lesson then I'll be right over."
So Lester was friends with Dora.
He had been chasing after Dora in their three years of class together but she was not interested in him.
Lester invited his class for a meal as it was the last holiday of the Mid-Autumn Festival and he wanted to grab this opportunity to confess to Dora.
Dora walked over hurriedly "Lester, his name is Darryl, he's a friend of mine. Stop pestering him."
"I'm not pestering him..." Lester tried to explain.
"You're not? So why are so many of you are closing in on him?!" Dora stomped her foot in anger.
