"H—how dare you hit my son?!" Autumn glared at Abigail. He couldn't believe that a commoner had the guts to slap his son in public.

"If he can hit my dad, why can't I do the same to him?" Abigail kicked Torben hard, sending him flying a good ten feet away. The sight made Autumn's blood boil. He seethed. "Y—you … You brat!"

Hearing Autumn's shouts, a couple of martial arts experts from the Hill Family came forward.

"Why? Is that all it takes to piss you off?" Dustin snickered. "Torben's actio