Kenneth never expected Andrew to actually fight back. After all, this was Glorious Pharmaceuticals' territory, and Andrew was supposedly just a small fry from Rhodes Corporation's Pharmaceutical Division. Who gave him the audacity?

Armed with plastic batons, dozens of security guards rushed forward to surround Andrew. Meanwhile, a few Glorious Pharmaceuticals executives backed away in fear, shouting insults.

"How dare this punk hit Mr. Mudge? You're dead!"

"Mr. Mudge, hang in there! We'll