"Kid, so you're the one who beat up my men, huh?" Tristan slowly removed his sunglasses and squinted at Andrew.

Andrew smiled. "That's right, I'm the one who beat your guys up."

Tristan sneered. "You look unfamiliar. Don't you know who I am?"

Andrew shook his head. "Actually, I don't. Besides, are you really that famous? Why should I know who you are?"

Tristan's already gloomy face turned even uglier, unable to believe he was being looked down upon. The group of underlings behind him rev