A Man Like None Other - Season 9 Episode 14

“Oh, don’t give me that look. You’re scaring me.” Sebastian leered at them and boldly walked up to Josephine. Then, he tried to hold her face as if he had forgotten all about being beaten up back at the beach.

“If you still want your hands attached to your arms, I suggest you piss off right now,” Josephine told Sebastian coldly.

Sebastian paused, and his hand hung in midair, then he smiled. “What a feisty woman you are. Hey, see these guys behind me? You’d better shut up now, or I’ll strip all of you naked and toss you out to the streets. Let’s see how you like that.”

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He waved his hand forward and backed off, worried that Josephine might actually hit him. As if on cue, his lackeys surrounded the ladies.

All the guests on the second floor opened their doors and watched as the show unfolded right before them. Most of the guests here were going to travel to Dragon Island the next day. There wasn’t anyone weaker than a Grandmaster among them, so none of them was scared of Sebastian at all.

“Hey, you need some help? Sleep with me for a night and I can kick these idiots’ a*ses for you. I can even do it with one hand tied behind my back.” A man with a thick beard came out and leered at the ladies.

“One hand? I can do the same with a single finger. All you have to do is have a few drinks with me,” a frail, mousey man added.

“Say the word and we’ll send these idiots on their way. Their way to hell, of course.”

“Yeah, and all we ask is a bit of your time with us.”

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Since someone was already making an offer, the other martial artists decided to join in on the fun as well. Obviously, they did not think of Sebastian as a threat.

The ladies weren’t angry that they were being hit on, but Sebastian was positively fuming. This is Southernshire. This is my turf! How dare they look down on me! I have a lot of men with me. Aren’t they scared?

“Shut the f*ck up and get back into your rooms! Do you have any f*cking idea who I am? My father’s the richest guy in Southernshire! Try challenging me again and I’ll cut all of you into pieces!” Sebastian angrily snatched a machete from his lackey and swung it around.

However, his threats didn’t work. The martial artists only roared in laughter, for the threats were nothing but a joke for them.

The title of ‘richest man in Southernshire’ was nothing to them. A Grandmaster alone could have more power than that if they so wanted to, and there were Senior Grandmasters as well as Martial Arts Grandmaster there as well.

The heads of the top families in Summerbank were only Grandmasters, but their families were far richer than the richest man in Southernshire. Sebastian thought he could make the martial artists submit to him, but unbeknownst to him, they only saw him as a joke.

The martial artists’ reaction infuriated Sebastian, and his face turned red with anger while the flames of fury flared within his eyes. “Just you wait! I’ll teach all of you a lesson once I’m done with these b*tches.” He gritted his teeth.

The moment he said that, a young man in a traditional outfit appeared. He was holding a paper fan with an elderly man following behind him.

Jared was watching the event from within his room as well. When he saw the young man, he recognized him as Kristoff, whom they met back at the restaurant. “I’m afraid you won’t be teaching these ladies any lesson today” Kristoff looked at Sebastian coldly.