Chapter 1543

The short and chubby steward immediately stood up and pointed at Wyatt, cursing at him furiously. "What the fuck are you yelling for, brat? Do you want to die?" With that, everyone's attention was shifted toward them. Jerome hurriedly shouted, "Please don't do anything impulsive, Mr. Coleman!" "Swallowing my anger isn't my style," replied Wyatt before turning into a streak of golden light. He appeared in front of the short and chubby steward in an instant and lifted him up by the collar. His sudden burst of speed and overwhelming presence sent chills down everyone's spines. "You brat—" Before the steward could finish, a crisp slap echoed across the air. Wyatt raised his hand and smacked the steward across the face. The steward let out a bloodcurdling scream as the slap caused blood to spurt out from his mouth and his teeth knocked out. His chubby body was also sent flying backward, crashing into a chair behind him. The chair was entirely shattered into pieces. The crowd was fla