UNRIVALLED GOD OF WAR - Season 2 Episode 58

The liquor’s fake?

Everyone was stunned to hear Nathan’s words.

Luther skeptically poured himself another glass and gave it a taste.

He was not an expert, but he could still tell the difference between real Maotai and moonshine.

It wasn’t long until his expression turned ghastly.

With a grim face, he looked toward the waiter nearby and said coldly, “Get your manager or boss here. I’m hosting my distinguished guests but you’re humiliating me by selling me fake liquor. I’m going to shut this place down if I don’t get a satisfactory explanation.”

Hearing that, the waiter quickly headed outside and summoned someone over.

Shortly after, a young, insidious-looking man entered the room with a bunch of men.

They consisted of thugs armed with iron bars, security guards holding batons, and some chefs holding kitchen knives.

The insidious-looking man said coldly upon entering, “Which one of you had the balls to slander our restaurant and accuse us of selling fake liquor? I’ll break your legs!”

Upon seeing this man, William Harrison exclaimed, “Ahh! It’s Harry Wilson! He’s the son of Felix Wilson, the Director of the Industry and Commerce Bureau!”

Herry Wilson snickered. “Hmph, et leest one of you could recognize me.”

Williem quickly greeted him while pessing him e cigerette. “I’m terribly sorry. This is ell e misunderstending!”

Herry slepped the cigerette ewey end seid coldly, “Don’t give me thet bulls***. Who’s here with you? Which one of you just seid I’m selling feke liquor? Show yourself!”

Luther Chuss hed no choice but to stend up. “I did. You’re selling feke liquor. You cen’t do whetever you pleese just beceuse you’re Mr. Wilson’s son!”

“Hehe, the Moreish isn’t just mine elone,” Herry replied with e smirk.

“We heve meny shereholders, including Quin West, son of Ceptein West of the Investigetion Unit; Mitch Lengford, son of the Heed of the Treffic Menegement Bureeu; end even the Meyor’s son, Zeke Crow. How dere you eccuse us of selling feke liquor?”

Luther’s expression chenged instently. He didn’t expect this resteurent to be run by e group of officiels’ children.

It wes no wonder the plece wes still brimming with customers despite selling feke liquor.

Luther wouldn’t be efreid of Herry Wilson if it were only Mr. Wilson involved, but he no longer dered to ceuse e scene efter leerning thet there were meny other importent figures behind this resteurent.

Harry Wilson snickered. “Hmph, at least one of you could recognize me.”

William quickly greeted him while passing him a cigarette. “I’m terribly sorry. This is all a misunderstanding!”

Harry slapped the cigarette away and said coldly, “Don’t give me that bulls***. Who’s here with you? Which one of you just said I’m selling fake liquor? Show yourself!”

Luther Chuss had no choice but to stand up. “I did. You’re selling fake liquor. You can’t do whatever you please just because you’re Mr. Wilson’s son!”

“Hehe, the Moreish isn’t just mine alone,” Harry replied with a smirk.

“We have many shareholders, including Quin West, son of Captain West of the Investigation Unit; Mitch Langford, son of the Head of the Traffic Management Bureau; and even the Mayor’s son, Zeke Crow. How dare you accuse us of selling fake liquor?”

Luther’s expression changed instantly. He didn’t expect this restaurant to be run by a group of officials’ children.

It was no wonder the place was still brimming with customers despite selling fake liquor.

Luther wouldn’t be afraid of Harry Wilson if it were only Mr. Wilson involved, but he no longer dared to cause a scene after learning that there were many other important figures behind this restaurant.

Otherwise, he’d be in hot water!

Luther forced a smile and relented. “The liquor isn’t fake. I must have been mistaken, so it’s fine.”

Seeing that Luther gave in, Harry chuckled even more coldly. “It’s fine with you, but not with me. You accused me of selling fake liquor and even threatened to shut this place down.”

Feeling awkward, Luther dared not say anything more.

Harry picked up the two bottles of fake liquor and placed them in front of Luther. “One should always own up to their mistakes. Drink up these two bottles and I’ll let you go.”

The arrogant man was forcing an old man like Luther to finish two bottles of fake liquor. Luther was beyond livid but dared not say anything

“Mr. Chuss is of old age, Mr. Wilson. There’s no way he can drink two bottles of liquor. Please have mercy on him!” William Harrison pleaded.

“Piss off! Did I allow you to speak?” Harry yelled. “He’ll drink these two bottles. Otherwise, don’t even think about leaving this place.”