The Understated Dragon Lord
Chapter 638 Forced Compliance

Chapter 638 Forced Compliance



Attempting to renege on a bet? Daniel certainly wouldn't agree to that sort of behavior. Blocking Smart's exit with an innocuous smile, Daniel asked, "Retard, are you trying to back out?"

"Yes! I'm backing out. What are you going to do about it, huh? A country bumpkin, a hick from the sticks, do you think you have the right to make me crawl like a dog? Only I have the power to make you crawl!"

With an imperious wave of his hand, Smart shouted, "Someone come over here!"

A hulking fellow with a stun baton came forward. His name was Theodore Harris, Purple Gold's bodyguard, a martial arts expert with third-degree black belt prowess.

As Theodore approached, he smiled obsequiously at Smart and asked, "Smart, what do you need?"

"This country bumpkin has wasted our wine by spilling it on the floor. As a guard here, it's your job to maintain order. So, press this bumpkin's head to the ground and make him lick the wine clean like a dog, not leaving a drop!"

Smart was giving the order.

So what if he lost a bet? He was Smart! Even if he lost, the one who'd end up licking the floor would still be this bumpkin!

That was the power of authority and prestige-the authority of a family heir.

Theodore, upon receiving the command, flexed his arm muscles, thicker than most people's thighs. He could easily single-handedly lift a 300-pound dumbbell.

Being a third-degree martial arts expert, his strength was far superior to an ordinary person's.

Theodore glared at Daniel with a domineering sneer and barked, "Country bumpkin, will you get down and lick it up yourself, or do I have to make you do it? If I have to enforce it, you'll suffer!"

"This is a personal matter between

him

Are you sure you

ched?" Daniel asked

to asked with a cheerful smile.

"It seems you're asking for trouble, country bumpkin. Well, if you want to die, I'll fulfill your wish!"

Theodore was not one to hesitate. With his voice barely trailing off, he swung a punch directly at Daniel's face.

In the face of the sudden,

lightning-fast punch, Daniel, of

course, didn't dodge. Instead

he

kicked toward Theodore's stomach.

Daniel's leg was superior in length, strength, and speed.

He landed a solid kick to Theodore's midsection.

"Bang!"

A dull thud echoed as Theodore was sent flying.

After tracing a beautiful arc mid-air...

"Thud!"

Theodore crashed into the buffet's bar, knocking over all the food and making a complete mess.

Theodore, in all his disheveled glory,

was furious. He was a third-degree

expert and the captain of the

security team! To be kicked away by a country bumpkin in front of everyone? It was humiliating This was an insult he could not stand!