Powerful

He was nothing but a clown. Seeing that the maid also ignored him, the young man finally got angry. He raised his hand and was about to smash the cup. At this moment, a calm voice was heard. It was icy and powerful. "If you do that, I'll smash your bones." Joseph was at complete peace. His voice was filled with hostility and even killing intent. It was shockingly cold, as well as overwhelming and oppressive. The surrounding temperature seemed to have dropped a few degrees. The man didn't dare to smash the cup. From the table at the very edge, someone who must have been from the young man's family came and dragged him away. At the same time, he nodded and bowed to Joseph in an attempt at flattery. "He's an immature child. Please let this go, Mr. Joseph." Austin snorted and sarcastically said, "Oh, so you're calling a man in his twenties a child? If you don't have breast milk, go home and wash the milk bottle. Why are you embarrassing yourself here?" The middle-aged man bent down and sai