Young Lord of The Dragon Sect
Chapter 334 Kneel down and Call Me Father

Why did Kroopf support Maximilian? Nobody in the hall could figure it out, including Victoria. Maybe Kroopf needed Maximilian and herself to trust him?

But for what? At least her trust was useless. Maybe Kroopf's aim was Maximilian.

But again, for what? Victoria couldn't make it clear.

Mylo was full of anger. He thought Kroopf had made him embarrassed. He was a famous young master in the provincial capital, but Kroopf regarded Maximilian, a powerless loser, better than him. Mylo couldn't feel more dissatisfied.

"Kroopf, I plan to talk about our business, but I didn't know that you are so stupid. You'd better consider about it and then make your decision. If you insist to beat me, I'm sure your products will be hated by our people in the capital city!"

Mylo had the right to say the words, because EL International had monopolized the medicine industry in the whole province and even the nearby provinces. It had cooperation with many medicine enterprises a home and abroad.

Kroopf shook his head because he didn't care what Mylo said at all. His only purpose was to finish Master Benedict's task.

"I'm sorry, but I won't change my mind. You must apologize to Mr Lee and Miss Griffith and then leave the banquet, or I will teach you a lesson."

Kroopf had a strong mind. After the words, he gave the bodyguards a sign to turn on the electric batons, with scary sound.

Mylo became furious and pointed to himself. "I won't be afraid. If you have the courage, you can do it. I won't even frown at your fucking batons."

The wealthy young men behind Mylo also showed their unyielding resolution.

"You can have a try, but you can't leave H City alive after that!"

"Stupid foreigners, you don't even know the situation. I can't see why you turn against us for such a loser."

"Since it's in the 21th century, don't be afraid of the foreigners. I've fucked countless foreign women and they all call me daddy. Today I shall fuck this old jerk!" They were not frightened at all. They thought it was just a threat.

Kroopf gazed at Mylo and his men and then waved his arm lightly. "Catch them and beat them until they say sorry to Mr. Lee and Miss Griffith."

The bodyguards stepped forward and beat Mylo and others with the electric batons in their hands.

Before Mylo could react, he was beat hard. A strong current suddenly came into his body. After he shivered, he felt the pain.

"Ah, shit!" Just after Mylo's cry, a bodyguard kicked him down and beat him again with the baton. His whole body was trembling, foaming at the mouth.

A dozen young men were not the rival of the professional bodyguards. After less than half a minute, all of them were struggling on the ground.

The bodyguards didn't save their strength and pummeled the young men until they begged for mercy.

"Apologize to Mr. Lee and Miss Griffith. Take advantage of your last chance, or you will be disabled," said the captain of the bodyguards strongly.

Mylo and the others were crying for the beat. Their world had fallen apart because they couldn't bear the acute beat.

"I will apologize. Please don't beat me again. I'm sorry, Maximilian, Victoria. I'm very sorry. Please forgive me."

The beg was like the first domino, and more and more wealthy young men were asking for forgiveness.

In the end, even Mylo begged for their forgiveness reluctantly.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Lee and Miss Griffith. Please forgive me for my bad attitude just now. I was too rude. Sorry."

Seeing their mess, Olivier felt lucky that he didn't confront Maximilian just now, or he would be as miserable as Mylo.

Feeling amazed, the celebrities looked at Maximilian with different eyes. They believed Maximilian must have an extraordinary identity.

Kroopf glanced at Mylo and the others with disdain. Then he walked to Maximilian and said, "Mr. Lee, Miss Griffith, are you satisfied with the apology? If not, I will let them kneel down to apologize to you again. Suddenly, Mylo became hopeless. It was better for him to die than to kneel down to Maximilian. He had already felt ashamed being beat by them. If he knelt down to Maximilian, he would lose his dignity. Shit! He tried his best to bear it. When the gangsters came, they would kill Maximilian and Kroopf in the cruelest way! Besides, he would catch Victoria back to be his sex slave!

After glancing at the embarrassed Mylo, Maximilian waved his hand casually. "Let them go. I feel uncomfortable to see them here."

"I think god will praise you. I admire your generosity." Kroopf flattered Maximilian with many words. Then he asked the bodyguards to expel Mylo and the others.

Mylo and his men left with discomfiture and hatred.

After Mylo left, some clever celebrities came to greet Maximilian with wine, aiming to make friends with this mystery man.

"Hello, Mr. Lee, I'm Bret, a professor in music school. I'd like to get acquainted with you."

"I'm Adeline, the chairman of Love Foundation. I'm very surprised to see Mr. Lee so brave. Let's keep in touch in the future."

The crowd around Maximilian made him uncomfortable. He didn't want to talk with them.

Kroopf knew Maximilian's mind, so he stopped the people and led the way to the banquet hall. Then he started the chat with Maximilian.

"It seems that Mr. Lee don't want to make friends with these celebrities. I think you are right. They are just useless people pursuing of benefit.”

"Kroopf, don't you worry about you irritating Mylo?" Maximilian didn't answer him, but asked a question.

Shrugging his shoulders, Kroopf replied with smile, "Why should I since they are just stupid wealthy young men?"

"They won't be reconciled to it," said Maximilian faintly.