The sickening crack of Teagan's thigh bone breaking, accompanied by his agonized screams, sent chills down the spines of everyone in the banquet hall. Under the suffocating glow of the crystal chandeliers, a palpable sense of dread filled the air.

All eyes turned toward Robin's slender yet imposing figure with fear and disbelief. A cold shiver raced up their spines.

This wasn't the humble and elegant man that they thought they knew.

What stood before them was a demon from hell.

Silence did not mean weakness.

Being humble did not mean he didn't have a temper.@@novelbin@@

Nestor and Teagan, who were blinded by their arrogance, never imagined that the man they had repeatedly provoked was a ferocious beast in disguise.

Robin had ignored their taunts, not because he feared them, but because they weren't worth his time.

The savage beatdown he delivered tonight struck Nestor and Teagan like a slap to the face.

Robin didn't even need to lay a hand on them to prove his dominance.

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