It was frightening to hear the roar of more than a hundred Cross clan members.
However, Nathan and Colin remained unmoved, and their expressions were still the same.
In fact, Nathan's smile widened. He mocked Morris, "Reuben brought his men to kill me; he only had himself to blame when his limbs were broken. As for Gregory, he tried to take over Cross Group. He scared himself and ended up having cerebral hemorrhage when he found out about my identity. So tell me, what crimes have I committed?”
Morris knew that Nathan was the one who broke Reuben's limbs, but it was only now that he found out the reason for Gregory's cerebral hemorrhage.
Surprised and angry, he bellowed, "Nonsense! What kind of identity do you have that would frighten my brother to such a degree? Tell me!"
Nathan smiled. "You're not worthy of knowing who I really am. If you want to, you can ask Gregory himself when he wakes up."
Absurd!
Preposterous!
Infuriated, Morris glared at Nathan. "I'm the head of the Cross clan. How dare you say I'm unworthy? You're clearly looking down on us."
Nathan nodded solemnly. "That's right. Your clan is nothing to me."
Morris and his men all widened their eyes at his words.
They had seen haughty people, but this was the first time they had seen someone as arrogant as Nathan.
Morris laughed in his anger, "With those words of yours, don't you think of walking out of here alive today. Homer!"
Homer answered, "Sir.”
Morris squinted as he gave his instructions. "I don't like how arrogant he's acting. Break his legs and force him to kneel. I'll talk to him when he's kneeling.”
Homer stretched his limbs and cracked his knuckles. Grinning, he replied, "Yes, Sir!"
Next to Nathan, Colin stepped forward to stop Homer in his path.
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