The group of young men froze for a moment, then their expressions shifted to full alert.

"Dragon King? Never heard of him. Get lost."

"Last warning—move your car or we'll smash it!"

Andrew raised an eyebrow and said calmly, "Isn't the infamous Onyx Dragon King of Blumedale always holed up in this Onyx Serpent Bar?"

Before the lead thug could spit out more nonsense, Andrew planted a hand on his face and shoved him aside effortlessly. The guy roared in anger, reaching for his baseball bat.