A Bumpy Road to Power

Having said these words.

The two bodyguards beside him moved.

One on the left, one on the right, they charged at Dirk Carter.

Dirk Carter was already prepared.

Seeing the bodyguard on the left throw a punch, Dirk Carter dodged it, catching his arm and yanking it down.

Because they were standing on the steps, the bodyguard stumbled down with inertia.

Plus, with Dirk Carter's "assistance."

The bodyguard staggered and fell down the steps, rolled a few times, and landed on the ground.

Seeing this, the bodyguard on the right.

Quickly steadied his stance.

Aiming a whip kick at Dirk Carter.

Dirk Carter sneered.

Ducking low.

Sweeping out with a leg and kicking the bodyguard's only supporting calf.

With a thud.

The bodyguard fell straight onto the steps.

He also rolled downwards.

Crashing into the bodyguard below.

Both of them immediately let out cries of anguish.

After cleanly handling the two.

T-Rex's face showed a look of fear.

His hand pointing at Dirk Carter was trembling.

"You... you... lawless, I'm calling the police, I'm calling the police..."

After speaking.

He shakily pulled out his phone.

Before he could dial.

Dirk Carter snatched the phone and smashed it to the ground.

"Apologize!"

Dirk Carter pointed toward the direction of the elderly.

"You... you know who I am?"

T-Rex swallowed and asked.

"Apologize!"

Dirk Carter paid no attention to this.

Commanding once more.

After all, it was a public place.

T-Rex still concerned about his image.

Refused to speak.

Dirk Carter was unyielding.

Grasping his wrist tightly.

With a light twist.

T-Rex began to suck in air through his teeth.

Sweat dripped down his forehead.

Yet, he remained stubborn, shouting to the two bodyguards on the ground: "Quickly call, quickly call someone!"

The "master" was treated this way, and the two bodyguards were terrified.

They got up, gritting their teeth, and went to make calls.

If it were anyone else.

They would have panicked.

But Dirk Carter didn't.

He smiled slightly, increasing the pressure.

T-Rex finally couldn't bear it.

Cried out loudly.

As Dirk Carter continued to apply pressure.

His legs started to tremble.

Finally, with a thud, overwhelmed by pain, he knelt on the ground.

"I... I was wrong, I'm sorry, I'm sorry... just now... just now I was rude, I... I apologize!"

Eventually, he couldn't withstand it.

Kneeling amid the astonished gazes of everyone.

Having apologized.

Dirk Carter's goal was achieved.

Let go of his wrist.

He patted his head and said, "Kid, you need to be polite, even children understand this. Don't make the same mistake again. I'm pretty easygoing, but if it were someone else, you'd be in trouble today."

After throwing this comment.

Dirk Carter lost the mood to enter The Empyrean Palace.

Turning away, after taking two steps, he heard a clink behind him.

The sound of metal hitting the ground.

He turned back abruptly.

Saw a knife mysteriously appear on the ground.

T-Rex's hand was held high by a young man in a suit.

Clearly.

The knife was drawn by T-Rex.

He wanted to attack Dirk Carter while his back was turned.

Stopped by the sudden appearance of this young man.

The young man looked about twenty, similar in age to T-Rex.

Wearing gold-rimmed glasses, in a neat suit, looking polite.

"Mr. Wang, today's a big day for The Empyrean Palace. Blood at the door doesn't seem appropriate, right?"

The bespectacled man asked with a smile.

"Let go of my hand, I want to kill him!"

T-Rex yelled at the bespectacled man.

The bespectacled man shook his head, saying: "No matter how powerful you are, Mr. Wang, doing this at The Empyrean Palace's door, I can't ignore it. Two choices: either come inside and let this go for my sake, or find another place, and I won't care if it's life or death."

"Basilio Sinclair, who do you think you are, just a manager and you dare to talk this way to me?"

T-Rex scolded.

Hearing these words.

The man named Basilio Sinclair didn't respond.

Instead, he turned to Dirk Carter.

Scanning him briefly.

And said: "This gentleman has an extraordinary demeanor. Are you interested in visiting The Empyrean Palace?"

"I intended to, but my mood was spoiled by this idiot."

Dirk Carter replied.

Basilio Sinclair released T-Rex's hand.

And said: "In that case, may I invite you inside?"

"With such a warm invitation, I'd be rude not to, shall I enter?"

Dirk Carter asked in return.

Seeing this, T-Rex protested and said angrily: "Basilio Sinclair, if you let him in, I'm not going in. Let's see if anyone causes trouble for you!"

Basilio Sinclair acted as if he hadn't heard.

Making an inviting gesture to Dirk Carter.

Two walked into The Empyrean Palace door one after the other.

Seeing both about to disappear.

T-Rex stomped his foot angrily.

The bodyguard beside asked: "Mr. Wang, are we going in?"

Mr. Wang turned and slapped that bodyguard angrily, saying: "Useless, I've paid for nothing, if we don't go in how will I handle him?"

After saying this.

He stormed inside furiously.

"Did you invite me just to annoy him?"

On their way inside.

Dirk Carter asked Basilio Sinclair.

Basilio Sinclair smiled and said: "Partly, but not only, The Empyrean Palace welcomes any guest, especially someone as distinguished as yourself."

"Oh? Do you know who I am?"

Dirk Carter asked.

Basilio Sinclair shook his head.

He said: "I don't know, but from the way you looked at Mr. Wang with disdain, I can tell you're not ordinary."

Dirk Carter slightly smiled and said: "I'm just an ordinary person."

"Even if you're ordinary, you're welcome. This way, please."

Said.

Basilio Sinclair pointed at a massive pair of double doors ahead.

He said: "Today's Oiran competition is held in The Petal Room."

Then nodded at the two attendants at the door.

The two grand doors swung open.

A large, dark room appeared before Dirk Carter.

It was like a fashion week runway hall.

In front was a "T-shaped" stage.

Both sides of the stage were already seated with people.

However, under the dim lights, Dirk Carter couldn't see their faces clearly.

"Sir, the left side is the VIP area, the right side is the premium area, and upstairs is the private boxes area."

Basilio Sinclair said with a smile.

Dirk Carter glanced around.

And noticed something unusual.

In the so-called VIP area on the left, everyone was wearing black masks.

The so-called premium area on the right, looked like normal people, without masks.

As for the second-floor private boxes, it was not very clear to see.

"Mr. Sinclair, may I ask what the difference is?"

Dirk Carter asked.

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