“Kid, who’re you?” Trent scoffed coldly, ignoring the chill coming from Darryl.

Darryl deadpanned, “Darryl Darby.”

“Oh… hahaha! So you’re the trash everyone was talking about. What now? Can’t stand me making out with your wife? I’m telling you, your wife is now mine!” Trent said with a disturbing and provocative face.

“You’re looking for trouble.”

Darryl pronounced word by word. His gaze sent chills to everyone in the hall.

Was this the same trash? Why did he have such a powerful aura out