Chapter 671 Slevin Attacks
Meanwhile, the man uttered a cry of disbelief before staggering backward, his eyes widening with
astonishment. He had never anticipated that someone as unassuming as Slevin could possess such
extraordinary strength. "What are you doing? How dare you attack me! I''ll report you to the police!" the
man shouted.
Slevin confidently shook his hand, disying no trace of fear on his face. "Okay. Go on. Let''s see who
the police will arrestter," he retorted, his voiceced with defiance.
As the man''s face contorted with a range of emotions, he mulled over his options, seeking a way to
retaliate for being struck. Then, he swung his fists to unleash his anger and get even with Slevin,
intending to physically harm him. To his astonishment, the man''s attempt to strike Slevin was futile, as
he could notnd a blow. In a swift and decisive move, Slevin responded with a powerful kick, sending
the man hurtling through the air.
"Aah!"
The man crashed to the ground, writhing in pain as the agony coursed through his body. He groaned in
pain, his words strained with indignation. "How dare you hit me! Don''t you know who I am?"
Slevin''s expression turned cold as he nced at the shouting man. The once-present smile on his face
had vanished and was reced by a solemn and stern demeanor. After that, he responded to the
man''s outburst, "That has nothing to do with me. All you need to know is that if you ever dare start
trouble again, I will never let you off this easily."
Furious, the man scanned his surroundings and noticed the two other men standing nearby, seemingly
dazed and unable to offer assistance. He begrudgingly got up and pushed himself slowly off the ground
when he realized he had no immediate aid. "In that case, tell me, what is your name?" he demanded.
"Slevin Damazio."
Nheless, the man burst outughing upon hearing the name. "Does the Damazio Family even
have a Slevin? Don''t tell me you''re the son of some mistress, right?"
The man''s mind raced with thoughts, questioning the legitimacy of Slevin''s im to the Damazio
Family name. His knowledge of the Damazios and their widespread fame led him to believe he knew
every family member, yet Slevin''s name did not ring a bell. The man concluded that Slevin must not be
a legitimate Damazios. He also believed that if Slevin dared to position himself as a hero, then the truth
of his identity should be exposed.
On the other hand, the word "mistress" resonated through the air, leading to murmurs and whispers
among the crowds.
Suddenly, Slevin''s lips curled into a grin again, but there was an eerie and unsettling quality this time.
The man, feeling an ufortable chill run down his spine, couldn''t help but be affected by Slevin''s
unsettling grin, so he asked, "Why are you smiling? What is there for you tough at?"
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"Do you know the price you''ll pay for saying that?"
As the man''s fear became evident through his shrinking back, he attempted to maintain a facade of
strength and defiance. "If I say no, what will you do? Will you have someone kill me?"
However, Slevin scoffed and replied, "Death will be letting you off easy. I want you to live a life worse
than death."
When the fear coursed through the man''s veins, he couldn''t shake off the unnerving realization that
Slevin''s demeanor and actions held severe consequences. The impact of the blows he received from
Slevin further intensified his apprehension. Uncertain about whether Slevin''s presence was good news
or bad news for him, the man''s instincts urged him to escape from the situation.
While ncing at the two men who had apanied him, the man conveyed through gestures that it
was time to retreat and leave. Moreover, the presence of the growing crowd added to their desire to
disengage and depart swiftly. Hence, they promptly grabbed their stuff and stood up.
"Fine. We''ll end things here today. Since you refuse to give me a proper answer, we''ll be back another
day to settle this!"
After saying this, the man turned around to leave, but his path was abruptly blocked by a group of men
dressed in ck. Their appearance resembled seasoned hired muscle, and the intensity of the hatred
emanating from their eyes shocked him, amplifying his fear and making him feel trapped. The man then
shouted, "What do you want?"
In the meantime, Elspeth observed the unfolding scene from behind the crowd, her eyes filled with
confusion and curiosity. These men are not mine. Could it be Slevin''s? At this thought, she immediately
felt a chill run down her spine. As she noted the surprising facts, she realized that her knowledge of
Slevin was not as extensive as she had believed.
"Oh, nothing much. We simply wanted to invite you to join us for a casual tea gathering."
With a casual wave of Slevin''s hand, the group of men in ck sprang into action, swiftly closing in on
the three unsuspecting men, ready to capture them.
"What are you doing? This is a public venue!"
The man harbored doubts about Slevin''s intentions, as the presence of numerous onlookers made it
seem unlikely that he would take any action. However, Slevin''s indifference toward being observed
hinted that he didn''t care about the potential witnesses to his actions.
As the realization slowly crept into the man''s mind, he began to understand that even the police might
not have the audacity to apprehend Slevin. A wave of true terror surged through his veins, causing him
to copse to his knees with a resounding thud. Witnessing his sudden submission, the two men who
apanied him promptly followed suit, dropping to their knees in sync.
"Please, sir! I''m begging you, kind sir! I''m so sorry, Mr. Damazio. I should not have challenged you.
Please have mercy!" The man kowtowed over and over as he begged.
However, Slevin remained unmoved by their pleas, his expression unyielding. "Can you repeat what
you just said? I believe I misheard something about being born to a mistress."
The man on the ground awkwardly smiled while tears shimmered in his eyes. "No, there was no
mistress and no child. I was just joking—"
"Joking?"
"Oh, no. It wasn''t a joke. I misspoke. I''m so very sorry."
Slevin''s smile widened, a glimmer of amusement dancing in his eyes. "Since you know you had
misspoken, shouldn''t you be punished for doing something wrong?"
The man trembled, his voice quivering as he asked, "W-What punishment?"
"I don''t know either. Let''s see what I feel like then," Slevin responded dismissively. Hisck of interest
in engaging further with the man was evident as he raised his hands, signaling his men to swiftly seize
and drag the three men away.
The rapid sequence of events stunned the crowd, struggling to process the unexpected twists and
turns. Yet, with a single sidelong nce from Slevin, he effortlesslypelled the onlookers to avert
their gaze as if they had witnessed nothing. They pretended to be oblivious to the extraordinary scene
unfolding before them. Gradually, the crowd dispersed, leaving behind a quiet aftermath.
Afterward, Slevin returned to Elspeth''s side, his smile radiant and seemingly innocent. "So, how did I
do? Did I resolve the problem sessfully?" he inquired, seeking validation.
Elspeth sighed and rested a hand on her forehead. "Noment. You brought in arge group of men
for support right in front of everyone. Now I''m genuinely concerned that you might get arrested or
interrogated."
He chuckled heartily. "You don''t have to worry about that. Things will be fine as long as the matter is
resolved. This had nothing to do with you anyway, so you don''t have to worry about it."
"Still, no matter what, thank you."
Slevin nodded, satisfied with her response. "Since you understand that I helped you, should you not
properly consider a partnership between us?"
Elspeth solemnly looked at him and asked, "I need to understand why you insist on partnering with me.
There are countless things you''re capable of doing on your own. It seems like you don''t even require
my assistance." His demonstrated strength suggests that he could easily defeat the Damazios single-
handedly. Even if he is not as strong as others, he does not need a partner.
"That''s because I don''t want to be your enemy, Miss Lynwood." His reply was heavy with implications.
After carefully pondering Slevin''s response, a sudden realization struck Elspeth like a lightning bolt.
"You''re concerned that I might coborate with the Damazios, right?"