It was dead silent in the Quinn's hall.

Completely terrified, a dozen pairs of eyes were looking at the leaving band, who had just wreaked havoc in their territory.

Nobody dared to stand in their way.

They all knew, the Quinn family had totally lost this one.

They lost in such a brutal way as if someone threw them into a mud pit head-down.

If what happened here today went public, it would definitely stir up X City.

Even the guests who just witnessed everything were in a trance because it was too surreal.

No one ever witnessed Quinn family from X City being pushed around like this.

The Quinn's were having it hard. Every one of them was gritting their teeth, rage bursting in their eyes like provoked beasts.

The sharp squeal from Kevin, who was rolling on the floor, sliced through the air.

With a grim expression and bloodshot eyes, Old Master Quinn was gnarling.

The fists underneath his robe were popping veins.

His body was trembling impalpably.

Even Morrison didn't dare to make a sound at the sight of this.

Everyone could see Old Master Quinn was at his full rage at this moment.

Suddenly.

Old Master Quinn staggered a step back.

With a muffle, blood dripped down from the corner of his mouth.

"Dad!"

"Grandpa!"

All the Quinn's went flustered.

The guests were even more taken aback. They were horrified at the scene.

"Morrison will take me back to my room. The rest of you accommodate the guests. The banquet carries on."

Old Master Quinn ordered in a raspy voice.

Morrison immediately took Old Master Quinn out of the hall.

On their way out, all the guests stayed out of their way with horror on their faces.

The almighty Old Master Quinn spat blood out of rage at his own birthday banquet.

None of the wealthy families in the banquet would expect such thing could happen. Were things about to change... in X City?

This thought came up to everyone at the scene who was still calm enough to think.

Morrison and Old Master Quinn reached the room.

At this moment, Old Master Quinn's face was dead pale. He looked as if he had just gotten a decade older.

But the rage on his face was growing more menacing.

Apparently he was suppressing hard on his emotions a while ago.

Seated, Old Master Quinn clenched his fists so hard one could hear his knuckles crackling. One could even hear the sound of his teeth grinding.All content is property © .

"Dad, let's contact Madam Hughes and asked for her help."

Morrison's had on a gloomy face. He was an incapable man, but not a stupid one. "Jack had claimed he did this to us today to avenge his mother. Well, Madam Hughes conspired with us in killing his mother, she naturally should be doing something about this."

"Huh, that's a good point.'

Old Master Quinn put on a wry smile. "He came to mess with us because he knows he can't do anything to Madam Hughes. This damn kid is looking down on us!"

"What happened today will definitely jeopardized Quinn family's reputation. If we don't kill Jack, Quinn family will lose its authority and people are going to start messing with us!" Morrison gnarled.

"This little brat, he's just a bastard. He thinks he can do anything he wants just because he is Patrick Hughes' biological son?"

Sinister gaze could be seen on Old Master Quinn's disdainful face. "I would've ended him just now if it wasn't for that I looked at things at the macro. This brat is being too arrogant to think he has what it takes to go against the two ruling forces, Quinn family and Madam Hughes!"

With some deep breaths.

Old Master Quinn looked much better now, his breath became steadier.

He swallowed the humiliation back in the hall not because he was afraid of Jack, but because there were other guests at the scene. Quinn family was still an overwhelming force compared to Jack's current strength.

Old Master Quinn was just trying not to make things went even more out of control.

After all, Patrick would have all the reason in the world to end Quinn family if they were to murder his son in public.

It would be a lot wiser to kill him with a scheme, which would be a piece of cake for either Quinn family or Madam Hughes.

Taking a deep breath in, Old Master Quinn laughed sinisterly, "You're right, Morrison. Madam Hughes should be the one dealing with this. This brat came from her family, she as the Quinn family's accomplice must not overlook this matter!"

"I'll contact Madam Hughes right now." Morrison smirked.

"Jack, who do you think you are to step on Quinn family? Let me show you what a true terrorizing force is like!"

Old Master Quinn grinded his teeth, his killing intent was boiling, "Even your dad Patrick can't do anything about it if Madam Hughes and I decide to take your life!"

With that said, the room was filled with stone cold aura.

After leaving the Quinn's.

Jack and his gang were heading back to downtown.

"Jack, I didn't thought you would be so relentless back there."

Yael was agitated. "I was totally caught off guard. I thought you would at least talk to them a little bit."

Jack rubbed his nose. "I already sent the couplet. What more there is to talk about from the Quinn's family?"

Yael rolled his eyes and laughed. "I think the old fool was so mad back there he wanted to bite you to death."

"But..."

A meek voice suddenly sounded.

It was Amelia.

She had been in a confused trance state since they left the Quinn's.

She didn't expect things to turn out like that.

The chaotic scene back in the hall scared the wits out of her.

She was still fidgety even though she had already calmed down at this moment.

Jack, Yael and Brent all looked at Amelia.

Amelia got a bit nervous. She swallowed and said, "But didn't Grandpa pour wine for Jack just now?"

After hearing that.

Jack laughed.

Yael and Brent couldn't hold it in and laughed too.

Amelia got even more confused at their laughs.

Yael said, "Amelia, you're still unsophisticated. You're very capable, but lacking experiences. You thought the old fool was being courteous with us back there?" Amelia nodded blankly.

"There's no way in hell will the old man be kind like that. He was just being cautious of his actions because there were too many VIPs around in the hall."

Yael explained, "The old man would definitely murder us all back there if there weren't for the outsiders' presence. Quinn family is a treacherous place. Do you think we have any status in that family as collateral blood?"

Amelia looked at him thoughtfully.

Yael then sighed and patted her on the head.

"You little girl founded a company at the age of 18 and worked your way up to scale the company. But you're still lacking experience. You thought they were good people because they were being friendly with you? Well, even I couldn't look through their scheme when I was your age."

Amelia raised her eyebrows and looked at Yael with a startled gaze, "Yael, are you trying to imply something?"

Even Jack and Brent were looking at Amelia suspiciously.

Yael stunned for a moment and laughed, "No, why would you think that?"

Seeing Amelia continued to stare at him, Yael hurriedly changed the subject, "You stay with Jack and I from now on. We started a finance corporation anyways, you can just tag along with us!"

Amelia didn't answer him but smiled and bowed her head thoughtfully.

This reaction made Yael's smile froze on his face.

Rubbing his nose, Jack glanced at the sibling duo and smiled thoughtfully.

Yael was indeed hiding something from Amelia.