Return Of The Prodigy
Return of the Prodigy Chapter 77

Observing Riya risking her life merely to save face, Adam couldn't help but sneer.

"Foolish to the extreme!"

After saying that, he turned around and left. It's not that he was indifferent to her, but Riya brought this upon herself.

At the same time, the security of the club quickly appeared. After calming down the guests, the music resumed, and those handsome men and beautiful women returned to the dance floor to continue swaying. The farce ended as if nothing had happened.

Adam took the elevator to the top floor and went straight to Paul's office.

In the office, Paul quickly stood up to greet him. His right arm, encased in a cast and slung around his neck, conveyed a sense of embarrassment.

Black Dragon, sitting on the sofa, also stood up immediately and saluted, "Drake the Dragon!"

Adam waved his hand, "No need for formalities when there are no outsiders. Just sit wherever."

"Hasn't that person arrived yet?"

Paul looked at the time and said, "He should be here soon."

Adam nodded, "Then let's wait."

"Mr. Drake, would you like something to drink?" Paul asked respectfully.

"No need to bother. Today, consider me a spectator. You and Black Dragon can handle it later."

Adam said.

Paul nodded repeatedly but remained standing on the side, not daring to sit down.

Not long after, a subordinate came in to report, "Mr. Booker, the person has arrived."

Soon, Joseph walked into the office, strolling as if he were in his own backyard, with a calm and composed smile on his face.

Today, he wore a white suit, and his shoulder-length hair was smooth and silky. The only thing unchanged was the green chip, jumping and spinning between his fingers, maintaining the same rhythm whether he was walking or sitting, without any disorder. Adam squinted his eyes slightly, recognizing him as an experienced martial artist.

Joseph, without any politeness, walked to the other sofa and sat down, exuding an aura as if he were the master.

"Heh, changed bodyguards today?"

After a teasing remark, Joseph said, "Mr. Booker, have you made up your mind?"

Paul coldly snorted, "No need to consider. I'll say it again, there's no chance for opening a casino in Lisle City!" "Oh?"

Joseph raised his eyebrows, his tone indifferent but full of unquestionable dominance.

"Are you saying, Mr. Booker, that you're ready to give up your life? Or do you think a new bodyguard can stop me?"

Paul remained calm, stable as ever.

Today, he was full of confidence. With Black Dragon here and an even more formidable Drake the Dragon, no matter where the monsters came from, they would have to kneel down.

So Paul retorted directly, "I advise you to give up this idea. Leave Lisle, and I'll consider it as if nothing happened. Otherwise... you might have to return my arm!"

"Haha, Mr. Booker, able to sit in this position today, indeed, you are a hero among men."

"Unfortunately, in the arena, it's not about talking big. Without strength, you can only be at the mercy of others."

"But it's not entirely your fault; it's because you're a frog at the bottom of a well, unable to see how vast the world outside is, not knowing how powerful the enemies you're facing are." "Many people are beyond your resistance."

"So, ready for your death. By this time next year, I will have forgotten even your name!"

As he spoke, Joseph flicked his wrist, and the green chip at his fingertips disappeared into thin air. A cold light shot straight at Paul's throat.

A deadly strike!

As fast as lightning!

Paul only felt a blur in front of him; by the time he wanted to dodge, it was already too late!

Life and death were at hand, hanging by a thread.

But at this moment, another streak of light appeared out of nowhere and blocked in front of Paul.

Crack!

A crisp sound.

The green chip fell to the ground and shattered into three pieces. The other object continued to fly forward, making a thud as it embedded into the wall. Turning his head to look, it was actually a cigar knife placed on the table.

Joseph's eyes instantly tightened, staring straight at Black Dragon and Adam on the sofa.

The cigar knife flew in so fast that he hadn't seen who made the move.

Moreover, he took the initiative and had the advantage, but the opponent acted later and even picked up the cigar knife from the table...

A master!

A master faster than him in martial arts!

"Heh heh, Mr. Booker did invite a master after all."

Joseph sneered, stood up, and clasped his fists in salute, saying, "I am Joseph Alfieri. I wonder which expert made the move just now?"

Adam calmly said, "What is your purpose in coming to Lisle, and who sent you?"

He had to clarify this matter.

Firstly, it was for the underground stability of Lisle City.

Secondly, he had suspicions.

Lisle City was just a third-tier small city, and it was challenging to attract the attention of martial arts experts. Joseph's strength had almost reached the threshold of a super master. A person like him could thrive even in first-tier cities like the provincial capital. Why would he suddenly come to Lisle City?

Unless his identity had been exposed.

The enemies of the Drake family from six years ago had found their way here, so they sent someone to probe!