“Daniel King, are you sitting in the wrong place?” Andrew Hill narrowed his eyes at Daniel King and the others, speaking coldly.

Daniel King frowned slightly, replying irritably, “Where I sit, what does it have to do with you?”

“One minute. The four of you had better disappear from here.” George Baker was much more direct, his face cold as he spoke to Daniel King and the others, a trace of disdain in his eyes.

“Are you fucking looking for a fight?” Hearing this, Brian Hughes couldn’t take it anymore. He stood up and shouted at them, and Lily Morgan’s expression also turned cold, her delicate brows furrowing as she said icily, “George Baker, aren’t you meddling a bit too much?”

“Simple-minded and all brawn!” With a look of contempt, he glanced at Brian Hughes, then looked at Lily Morgan, forcing a smile as he said, “Miss Morgan, you know Young Master Feng’s temper. I’m just looking out for these guys.”

“Young Master Feng, is that Charles Reed?” William Parker appeared calm, softly asking Matthew Ward beside him.

“Yeah.” Matthew Ward nodded, squinting as he explained to William Parker, “Those three, along with the beautiful girls next to them, are all members of the dance club. And Charles Reed is the president of the dance club, as well as Little Lily’s suitor.”

“Oh!” William Parker nodded, now understanding, and replied quietly, “So they’re just three lackeys.”

Whether intentionally or not, William Parker didn’t lower his voice much, so everyone around heard him clearly.

The faces of George Baker and his two companions immediately turned extremely grim, a faint chill emanating from them. Even Lily Morgan’s expression changed slightly, but recalling William Parker’s strength that night, she relaxed and didn’t worry about William Parker. Instead, she started praying for George Baker and the others.

“George Baker, what are you doing!” A female voice rang out—it was Emily Carter. She knew how ruthless these three could be and sighed inwardly at William Parker’s recklessness, wondering if that bastard was truly stupid or just pretending.

“Miss Carter, do you know this guy?” George Baker turned his gaze to Emily Carter and asked.

“No.” Emily Carter replied indifferently, then added, “But Little Lily is my friend, and I don’t want you disturbing her.” After speaking, she sighed inwardly, wondering if she’d gone too far. If she’d said she knew William Parker, those three probably wouldn’t dare touch him. But thinking of all the lecherous things William Parker had done, Emily Carter felt relieved. Compared to that pervert sharing a bed with her, she felt she was far too kind.

Nodding, George Baker said coolly, “Miss Carter, since you’ve spoken, I won’t disturb Miss Morgan’s enjoyment. It’s better to let Young Master Feng handle this himself. But you heard what this guy just called us, right, Miss Carter? If we just let it go, the three of us would lose all face.”

“So what do you want?” Emily Carter’s face flashed with displeasure, but what he said was true. With their reputation at Jinghua University, being called lackeys by William Parker—how could they just let it slide?

“Slap himself twice and kneel to apologize.” George Baker said flatly, his tone brooking no argument.

“Fuck off! Who do you think you are? William Parker was right, you’re just a lackey.” As soon as he finished, Daniel King and Brian Hughes almost simultaneously stood up, angrily cursing at George Baker. To make a man slap himself and kneel to apologize in public—how could William Parker show his face in the future?

“Can we change the terms?” At this moment, William Parker stood up, his gaze pure, asking in a weak, quiet voice.

“Sure. One-on-one. If any of you can beat me, we’ll let it go. But if you lose, besides kneeling and apologizing, you’ll have to call me grandpa.” George Baker sneered, looking at William Parker with contempt. So he’s a coward after all.

Seeing William Parker’s cowardly look, Emily Carter was also annoyed. If you’re not capable, why pretend to be a hero? When acting like a pervert, you’re so bold, but now you’re just making things worse.

“Oh, so if I win, will you kneel to me and call me grandpa?” William Parker asked weakly again, making the hotel crowd burst into laughter.

George Baker and his two companions laughed even harder. Nodding, George Baker replied cheerfully, “No problem at all.”

“William Parker, besides being in the dance club, they’re also in the martial arts club. They’re really strong—you’re no match for him.” Matthew Ward said to William Parker, then turned to George Baker, “I’ll fight you.”

“Any of you can come up. Even 3v4 is fine.” George Baker said disdainfully, casually beckoning to William Parker and the others, then turned and walked outside.

William Parker and the other three followed, heading toward the main entrance, and the crowd in the large hotel all got up and followed as well.

Outside the hotel, in a spacious open area, William Parker and his three companions stood facing George Baker and his two companions. Not far from them stood Lily Morgan, Emily Carter, and the others, with the crowd gathering around to watch the excitement.

Lily Morgan’s gaze was calm, showing no sign of emotion, while Emily Carter cursed William Parker inwardly for not knowing his place.