Chapter 172 Get lost!_1

Oscar Miller felt a tinge of unease under Carson Flores's intense gaze.

In Carson's eyes, there was no reverence, only a cold mockery.

Fearless.

Condescending.

The situation reminded him of the psychological advantage he had just had over Adan Gilliam, the way he had easily dominated the conversation.

This feeling enraged Oscar, as if he had been humiliated.

Why should he?

After all, wasn't he the Young Master Miller, prideful at heart? Just now, he had merely stepped back to avoid unnecessary conflict with a powerful cultivator, not out of fear.

Oscar's eyes glinted with a hint of malice, "I know you're capable, hence the respect. But don't get ahead of yourself and think you can start your own dye workshop now."

Carson chuckled, "Oscar Miller, I advise you to stay away from me and the Dariel Family Members, otherwise, don't blame me when I stop showing respect to the likes of Young Master Miller."