Robin pulled Vera closer and pointed at Sarah. "Leave her and get lost!"

"D*mn! Hahaha..."

The group of glamorous women surrounding Harry burst into mocking laughter.

To them, Robin's behavior was nothing short of childish and absurd.

How could a nobody dare to provoke Harry, the future leader of the Poison King Sect, with such arrogance?

It was nothing less than a death wish!

Harry found it even more amusing.

During this trip to Harmonfield, aside from feeling a bit wary of someone named Robin, he regarded no one else as a threat.@@novelbin@@

With the bodyguards from the Poison King Sect by his side, he felt invincible here.

"Kid, are you talking to me? Do you know who I am?"

He casually draped an arm over a woman's shoulder and contemptuously pointed at Robin. "I'm taking her with me. What are you going to do about it?"

The group of glamorous women and his entourage burst into arrogant laughter.

The private room was filled with the scornful laughter of Harry and his entourage.

Furious, Vera was about to confront them when Robin pulled her back.

In an instant, a blur flashed by, and several suited thugs holding Sarah suddenly collapsed to the ground, clutching their heads in pain.

Before Harry and his group could grasp what had just occurred, Robin had already seized Sarah and tossed her onto the sofa.

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