You'll Regret This

When Johnson heard Clarence say that, he was very cooperative.

He waved his hand and yelled, "Boys, surround them!"

More than a hundred people appeared to surround Tom and his uncle.

Johnson had brought more than a hundred men with him today, so he was currently winning when it came to numbers.

Peony looked at Clarence nervously. "Clarence, what are you doing? Are you going to use violence in broad daylight? I'm telling you, Tom and his uncle are from a big family in Gold City. You can't afford to offend them.

"Do you think you can do whatever you want just because you know some people?"

Peony put her hand on her hip and pointed at Clarence. "I suggest you stop this and apologize to Tom and his uncle. If not, it'll soon be too late for you to regret this."

The middle-aged man's expression did not change. He merely scoffed. "Who is this? Is this the local tyrant of Mediterranean City? How prestigious."