Otherwise, who knows what reckless things these young people might do in the heat of the moment.
No matter how strong Uncle Theo was, he couldn't possibly stand up to so many young people. Besides, it's much easier for an old man to break a bone than for someone young.
"What are we going to do?"
Aunt Rose's tears started to fall. She was about to rush over to Uncle Theo's side when Liam stopped her.
"Aunt Rose, have you forgotten? I'm still here. I told you from the start that I wouldn't ignore your problems. Let me handle this. Just wait at home for Uncle Theo to come back. I'll take care of everything."
Liam's words calmed Aunt Rose down. He had originally planned to go alone, but Emma insisted on joining him. Liam had no choice but to agree.
When they arrived at the scene, they saw Uncle Theo being helped up by Uncle Frank, surrounded by seven or eight young people. They were all dressed in trendy clothes and looked to be only about twenty years old. A quick glance at the row of cars behind them showed that every single one was expensive.
"Can't you stand up, old man? You dare to stand up to me? You don't even know if you'll still be able to stay in Silverdale after offending me."
Among them, the young man who seemed to be the leader had very eye-catching purple hair. He was wearing a flashy suit and looked down at Uncle Theo with contempt.
Uncle Theo's forehead was covered in sweat. He had indeed twisted his ankle and couldn't stand up easily. Hearing the purple-haired youth's words, he couldn't help but glare at him angrily, pointing a trembling finger at him.
"Oh? I'm curious about your influence in Silverdale. You can make someone unable to stay in this city?"
Liam walked forward and said coolly.
Emma and Uncle Frank helped Uncle Theo over to a bench on the side and sat him down. They told the old couple to leave the matter to Liam. Seeing Liam, the expression on Uncle Theo's face improved a little. He looked angrily at the young men and said to Emma.
"This is a bunch of ill-mannered brats. I really don't know how their parents raised them. They're far too arrogant. They're nothing but a bunch of thugs."
"You're right. So this time, Liam won't let them off easy."
Emma agreed with Uncle Theo and silently cursed those young men. Then she walked over to Liam to see how he was going to solve the problem.
"Who are you? The old man's son?"
The purple-haired youth looked at Liam with disdain and said. His female companion, however, was staring at Liam with a lovesick expression, clearly captivated by his good looks.
Seeing his girlfriend like this, the young man became even more upset.
"No."
"Then it's none of your business. Where did you come from? Don't meddle in my affairs. Be careful, or you'll regret it later."
The young man looked at Liam with a fierce tone.
"I'd like to know how to spell 'regret.'"
His voice was calm and steady. But Emma could still see the faint anger in his eyes.
Uncle Theo was the father of his deceased subordinate. It would be strange if Liam wasn't angry.
"Fine. You won't cry until you see the coffin, will you?"
The young man threw a punch at Liam's face, trying to knock his teeth out. But his fist was firmly caught by Liam, who easily twisted his arm. The young man let out an unbearable scream, shouting for him to let go. When Liam finally released him, he fell to the ground, looking very embarrassed.
"How dare you hit me? I'm sick of you."
The young man glared at Liam, then held his wrist and cried out in pain.
"Do you even know whose son he is? How dare you lay a hand on him? Do you really not want to stay in Silverdale?"
One of the youth's friends stood up and yelled angrily at Liam. Emma looked at these young people with some speechlessness, thinking they were truly spoiled brats. There was no saving them. They were hopeless.
"Oh? Who is his father?"
Liam asked with interest.
Hearing that, Emma began to feel sorry for the father of the purple-haired youth. It was the second generation of rich kids whose fathers were bad. Hopeless.
"His father's surname is Hanson. Have you heard of Mr. Hanson? He's a famous entrepreneur in Silverdale. One-third of the houses in this city are built by his family. And his mother is a high-ranking official in the procuratorate. They're people you can't even afford to provoke."
The purple-haired youth's friend seemed proud to talk about his parents, saying arrogantly to Liam.
"Oh? So it's Mr. Hanson."
Liam showed a look of sudden realization, and Emma also remembered that Mr. Hanson seemed to be one of the participants in this project. He seemed to have a large share. But Emma knew that even if Mr. Hanson had a large share, if he made Liam unhappy, it would only take a few minutes to get rid of him.
"Yeah. What about it? Are you scared now?"
The purple-haired youth stood up from the ground. Seeing Liam's look of realization, he thought Liam was really scared when he heard his parents' names. So he raised his chin and looked at Liam arrogantly.
Emma, seeing him like this, had no idea how to describe this young man who was still relying on his parents.
"Scared? I just didn't expect you to be so old and still not weaned."
After he finished, Liam couldn't help shaking his head. Emma couldn't help but laugh, looking at the purple-haired youth. She thought it really irritated him.
The purple-haired youth wanted to fight Liam, but judging from the fight just now, he was no match for him at all. So he had to give up. But he didn't want to take responsibility for the old man. Although he didn't want money, he just didn't want to. Who told that old man to get in the way of his car?
"I see you love racing. Why don't we have a race? If you win, I'll let bygones be bygones. If I win, then you have to apologize to the old man you almost ran over. And you have to go to the police station in person and confess to your behavior."
"You're kidding. How can I apologize to that old man? I'd have to be crazy."
The youth was obviously unwilling, but he couldn't resist the anger in Liam's words. In terms of psychological tactics, this young man was clearly no match for Liam. In order not to lose face, he finally agreed to Liam's suggestion.
In his opinion, this man shouldn't be his opponent. He was sure to win.