Xiaoqi reported truthfully.
"What, this is the young master?"
"Yes."
Nakhon heard that the person whose face was swollen like a pig's head was actually Frazier, his eyes widened, and he got angry, directly throwing the water cup in his hand on the ground.
"In this Kuala Lumpur territory, dare to touch my son. They simply have a death wish."
Nakhon's expression was serious, and no one among his subordinates made a sound.
Frazier clutched Nakhon's sleeve.
"Dad. You must avenge me, that Chen Ergou bullied me."
Frazier looked at Nakhon with grievance. Seeing that expression, one would think Chen Ergou did something terrible to him, especially paired with that pig-headed face; the scene was as tragic as one could imagine.
"Don't worry, son, Dad will definitely get back at him. Since he beat you into this state, I will make him pay back tenfold."
Nakhon comforted Frazier, with a vicious tone in his words.
