Chapter 487

When it was time, he would invite his uncle to appear, and he would make this young man kneel down and beg for mercy. “Why aren’t you saying anything, Mr. Camp? You’re not thinking about hitting me, are you, Mr. Camp?” “You can’t beat me verbally or physically. Where do you find the courage to be arrogant in front of me?” Nash laughed brilliantly. He loved it when people wanted to hit him but did not have the guts to do it. Clarke stared angrily with his fists clenched tightly. His face turned as red as a gas tank about to explode. The angrier he got, the happier Nash felt. He suddenly realized that using his mouth was more fun than using his fists. Of course, mouthing off was only possible when backed by absolute strength. Without strength, all you would get was a beating anyway. Clarke sneered in his fury. “Very well... I hope you can still laugh in three days!” His uncle was currently on a business trip abroad and would not be back for about half a month. Originally, he