"If you don't apologize, this matter will not be over."
Nathan looked at Harry, put his hands in his pockets, and said calmly.
Harry was very angry, his teeth were already clenched, and the veins on his forehead were throbbing. He said, "Okay, you are really courageous!"
"Sure, it will not be left alone."
"Unexpectedly, there is a madman like you in Mimar City, who dares to challenge me."
While talking, a luxury car drove and stopped in the parking area. The door was opened, and Zavier and a man in his fifties and sixties came down.
Zavier strode forward and said, "Mr. Young, why haven't you gone in yet? I dare not ask you to wait for me."
Harry turned his head, which startled Zavier a lot. Harry's cheeks were swollen, the corners of his mouth were bloody, and his eyes were venomous and vicious.
"What's wrong with you, Mr. Young?" Zavier asked in horror.