The Female CEO's Personal Bodyguard

Chapter 363: Chapter 363 Let’s go, to see the prestige of the Yue Yu Sect_1

”What an imposing presence.”

Carson Flores spoke leisurely, ”If I hadn’t been told about the three Sects and four clans, I would’ve thought this Southwest gathering was run by your Divine Cloudy Sect alone.”

Josephine Harrison’s beautiful face turned red abruptly, and the ambiguous looks from the onlookers made her feel as if pins and needles were on her back, as if these people were laughing at her.

The Divine Cloudy Sect was used to acting overbearingly; how could they tolerate such humiliation?

Although Josephine Harrison was angry, she knew all too well that though the Divine Cloudy Sect was powerful, they couldn’t just have their way at the Southwest gathering. She directed all her rage toward Carson Flores.

This man, she would make his life worse than death!

To have him kneeling before her, begging for his life!

Josephine Harrison said icily, ”Keep being tough, I hope you can keep it up!”

Atticus Gross pulled out his phone, walked to the side, and hurriedly called his Second Uncle Marshall Tate, who was responsible for the order of the venue.

”Second Uncle, there’s a guy making trouble over here, he disabled Maverick Roth, and also angered Miss Josephine Harrison of the Divine Cloudy Sect. Miss Harrison said, take down this guy, and whatever consequences arise, the Divine Cloudy Sect will shoulder it...”

Soon, Atticus Gross ended the call, walked over to Josephine Harrison, and said with a fawning tone, ”My Second Uncle will be here shortly, and he will handle this guy. Miss Harrison, don’t be angry!”

Josephine Harrison asked coldly, ”What’s his strength?”

Atticus Gross glanced at Carson Flores and sneered, ”Grandmaster, dealing with this kid is as easy as flipping my hand.”

Carson Flores remained calm, with a smile on his face, seemingly oblivious to the comment, while Castiel Martinez and the others had peculiar expressions on their faces. They exchanged glances, each with a hint of excitement and anticipation in their eyes.

Offending the Divine Cloudy Sect was not an outcome they desired, but Josephine Harrison was after all not the Sect Master, nor an Innate Grandmaster. She was just a junior in the Divine Cloudy Sect, throwing her weight around with the Sect’s name; it would be strange if she didn’t hit a wall.

I wonder what Josephine Harrison’s attitude will be when she finds out Carson Flores is a Great Grandmaster?

Some no-name, no-clan, nobody?

Unless Rocky Stein from the Divine Cloudy Sect personally takes action, who in the Sect today could suppress Carson Flores?

Even if a Great Grandmaster showed up, at most, they would have the upper hand, but to completely suppress Carson Flores? That’s hardly possible!

Atticus Gross looked at Carson Flores, who sat unchanged, and sneered, ”Kid, if you know what’s good for you, let Maverick Roth go, surrender quietly, then maybe you can be shown some leniency. Otherwise, you won’t even have the chance to regret it later!”

Carson Flores looked down at the pitiful Maverick Roth and said leisurely, ”Are you a disciple of the Moon Rain Sect? He told you to come up and attack, and now you look like this. While he does nothing but spout words from the side, not even daring to pull you away, has the camaraderie in the Moon Rain Sect deteriorated to this extent? Such a sect is fine when there’s no trouble, but in times of crisis, it’s everyone for themselves, heh...”

The onlookers in the restaurant wore increasingly complex expressions.

This kid wants to stomp on both the Moon Rain Sect and the Divine Cloudy Sect’s faces today.

What’s the background of this kid?

A nobody without a sect?

Is it true or false, with no backing, no background, no strength, and still daring to pull this off?

Though Castiel Martinez’s three families couldn’t compare with the Divine Cloudy Sect, they were still quite well-known. They shared a meal with him and spoke in his favor; why was that?

Atticus Gross’s face turned red with humiliation from Carson Flores’ ridicule, wishing he could punch him and twist his mouth. But he dared not!

The image of Maverick Roth’s bent wrist and the hand pinned to the table reminded him if he dared to make a move, perhaps he would end up the same!

I’ll kill you later!

Atticus Gross seethed with hatred inside, cursing silently. Now he’ll let you show off, let’s see if your mouth will still be as tough later!

Josephine Harrison stood with her arms crossed, smirking and not saying a word.

From her perspective, all of Carson Flores’s actions were nothing but the last desperate jumps of a grasshopper before its end!

One was going to die anyway, so what if they jumped a few more times?

Footsteps sounded as Marshall Tate from the Moon Rain Sect appeared at the entrance of the restaurant, followed by two disciples of the sect. His gaze swept over the restaurant and settled on Carson Flores before he quickly walked over.

Atticus Gross hurriedly went to greet him, pointing at Carson Flores, ”Second Uncle, it’s him!”

Marshall Tate walked over, his gaze sweeping over Castiel Martinez and the others at the table, over the pitiful Maverick Roth, a surge of anger in his eyes, and finally settling on Carson Flores.

”Will you walk out on your own, or shall I escort you out?”

Carson Flores smiled, ”You don’t even ask what happened and you’re ready to make a move?”

Marshall Tate said coldly, ”I saw our Moon Rain Sect disciple injured by you. Therefore, naturally, you must pay the price.”

Carson Flores stood up, straightening his clothes, ”I can’t let my issue disturb the other guests’ meals. Alright, then let’s go outside!”

Castiel Martinez and the others promptly stood up as well, laughing, ”Then let’s all go out together and see the might of the Moon Rain Sect...”