Waylon stood up and yelled.

Stunned, Warrick and his guys stopped immediately.

“Young man, are you asking for a death wish too?”

Warrick pranced towards Waylon, his face grim and black.

“Don’t mess around with him! Don’t you know who Waylon’s father is?”

Although Xella had tasted the harshest realities of the world in these few years, never had she come across anything like this before. When this incident broke out, the sense of security that she felt in Jacky was gone entirely.

Looking at how things turned out, it seemed as though Waylon was handling things better compared to Jacky.

Despite being clouded in fear, Xella felt the urge to reveal Waylon’s family background to scare off Warrick and his men.

“Pfft! Who is he?”

Before Xella could reply, Waylon grabbed her arm and motioned for her to shut up.

“Xella, I told you before that I do not want to involve my father in any of my own affairs in the future. Get behind me. It’s okay. I will solve this matter!”

Waylon replied.