Why did he stop after just one move against Henry Carter and not continue fighting? Because he was certain that he was no match for this young man before him.

This young man before him was actually a martial artist as well.

“At such a young age, already a martial artist, and at the same level, he possesses at least two to three times my strength. Moreover, he’s so fearless—clearly, his background must be terrifying. He might even be the son of some great family in the martial arts world!” Thomas Reed speculated inwardly, letting out a sigh.

He’d really kicked an iron plate this time!

The The Thompson Family might be decent in Chengfeng City, but compared to the families in the martial arts world, heh... to put it bluntly, what is the The Thompson Family worth?

“I need to call Robert Thompson and have him come over immediately. Otherwise, both James Thompson and the The Thompson Family will be in danger!” Thomas Reed had made up his mind. He couldn’t help but take out his phone and call Robert Thompson.

From beginning to end,

Henry Carter did not stop Thomas Reed.

Meanwhile, James Thompson was excited!

He thought that Old Reed was calling his father to have him bring people over to avenge him.

Others present, like Emily Bolton and Samuel Bennett, thought the same as James Thompson.

“Heh... Grace, let me give you a word of advice: when the people from the The Bennett Family and The Thompson Family arrive, you’d better not reveal your relationship with that lunatic, or you’ll be dragged down with him and end up miserable.”

Emily Bolton sneered, “He’s beaten both Young Master Bennett and Young Master Thompson. I have to say, your boyfriend is a complete madman with a death wish. I bet that starting tomorrow, there won’t be a single person named Henry Carter in Chengfeng City!”

Grace Walker said nothing, just clenched her delicate fists slightly. She knew things had gotten very serious.

Chapter 7: Unease

“Now you’re scared?” Grace Walker’s expression fell into Emily Bolton’s eyes, and she couldn’t help but feel a surge of smug satisfaction.

At the same time—

Henry Carter suddenly turned his head, slowly walked over to the table, and, under the gaze of countless eyes, sat down.

Even now, his expression hadn’t changed at all.

“Grace, sit down. Why are you standing?” Henry Carter looked up with a smile at Grace Walker.

“Henry Carter, I...” Grace Walker wanted to say something, but didn’t know what to say. Her delicate body trembled slightly as she sat down.

After sitting, she mustered her courage and took Henry Carter’s hand, telling him that no matter what happened, she would face it with him.

“Heh...” The others at the table, including Emily Bolton, also sat down. Emily Bolton let out a cold laugh. She couldn’t understand why Henry Carter was so incredibly calm—even now, he didn’t show the slightest intention of running away. He was as steady as a mountain!

But Emily Bolton was sure that no matter how calm Henry Carter was, what awaited him next would be a fate worse than death.

Henry Carter seemed completely unfazed by the stares of everyone in the hall. He actually picked up his chopsticks and continued eating!!!

To be honest, he hadn’t eaten his fill.

Time ticked by, minute by minute.

About ten minutes later—

“Da-da-da-da...”

A sudden rush of hurried footsteps sounded, and instantly, everyone looked toward the entrance of the hall.

At the entrance, more than a dozen adult men appeared, all wearing black suits, sunglasses, and holding electric batons. Each one looked extremely strong.

They were bodyguards!!!

Bodyguards of the The Bennett Family.

Most of them were retired underground boxers from home and abroad—tough, fearless, and had seen blood. They’d taken lives before.

“Young master!” After entering, the dozen or so bodyguards quickly walked in, helped Samuel Bennett up from the ground, and greeted him respectfully.

“Go! Beat this bastard within an inch of his life—just leave him barely breathing!” Samuel Bennett finally felt emboldened. He raised his head, glared at Henry Carter, and shouted venomously.

The reason he wanted to leave Henry Carter alive was because of James Thompson. He didn’t dare to take Henry Carter’s life on his own—Henry Carter’s life should belong to Young Master Thompson.

“Yes!” the dozen or so bodyguards in black responded in unison.

They raised their heads, more than a dozen pairs of eyes fixed on Henry Carter.

Killing intent.

A wave of killing intent instantly filled the air. Almost everyone in the hall could feel the murderous aura radiating from these bodyguards.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

“Henry Carter, what should we do? S-shouldn’t you run?” Grace Walker’s delicate body trembled even more violently.

“Run? Heh... do you think he can?” Emily Bolton sneered. “I think he’d better eat a few more bites! At least he can die with a full stomach!”

The others at the table all laughed, their smiles full of schadenfreude and cruelty.

Henry Carter still said nothing.

A moment later—

Henry Carter was surrounded, with more than a dozen bodyguards in black encircling him. It looked like there was no way out!

“Henry Carter, you damned bastard, keep acting tough! I’m telling you, even if you kneel and kowtow to me now, I won’t let you go. I want to watch you suffer a fate worse than death, to see you lying in front of me like a dead dog!” In the distance, Samuel Bennett roared ferociously, venting his rage with wild shouts.