Chapter 2241

Andrew shook his head and sighed. "Looks like in Chetvine, fists still do the talking! Otherwise, even the small fish at the bottom of the pond start thinking they’re hot shit and can become real predators."

Andrew threw a punch of his own, accompanied by what sounded like a dragon’s roar.

Gavin’s fist was instantly shattered by Andrew’s blow, with bone fragments and flesh exposed in a gruesome sight.

Gavin screamed in agony as he clutched his completely destroyed arm and collapsed to the ground, writhing in pain.

At the same time, Gavin was utterly horrified. He was at the peak of martial king level, one of the outstanding talents of the younger generation in the Schwartz family, and their rising star.

Unlike Dawson’s reckless incompetence, Gavin was an exceptional prodigy who could compete with the heirs of major dynasties in Chetvine.

Yet, with just a single punch, he was completely ruined.

A voice roared in Gavin’s mind that the spoiled brat Dawson had truly messed with the wrong person today.

“Sir, how ruthless of you to injure someone right off the bat! Do you think the Schwartz family is a bunch of pushovers?”

With an extremely dark roar, a figure shot forward like lightning.

While still in mid-air, he swept out with his leg, creating a massive surge of energy aimed directly at Andrew’s temple.

Andrew did not even look as he struck out with a sideways palm chop.

A tremendous wave of fiery energy with endless palm wind collided directly with the man’s kick. The newcomer first showed disdain, then grunted in pain as he felt his internal organs about to explode with an indescribable burning sensation.

He landed on the ground, stumbling backward several steps before finally stabilizing himself. When he looked at Andrew again, his eyes were filled with absolute terror.

How could this person force him back with just one palm strike?

As the family patriarch, Carson Schwartz had the power of a martial saint. Although he had only recently advanced, a martial saint was still a martial saint, not a weakling.

When had martial saints become so fragile and easy to defeat?

“Dad, save me! Please save me!” Dawson screamed at this moment. “You have to kill this bastard for me!”

Carson roared back, “Shut up, you fool!”

By now, Carson no longer dared to be disrespectful toward Andrew since he had the power to completely destroy the Schwartz family.

Carson felt a chill run down his spine, realizing he had to bow his head. The family had to play it safe and stabilize the situation first.

He forced a bow and spoke with a humble tone. “Sir, may I ask who you are? If my sons did something wrong that offended you, our family will compensate you.”

This was essentially a gesture of appeasement that left both Dawson and Gavin completely stunned. Their family’s top martial artist, their own father, was practically grovelling.

They all wondered what was happening.

Andrew slapped Dawson across the face, sending him flying. Then, he replied, “This idiot is your son, right?”

Carson gritted his teeth. “That’s correct. He’s my youngest son."

Andrew nodded. “Then this is easy to resolve. He crashed into my car and then demanded I pay him compensation. Not only that, but he also tried to attack me physically. This has caused me considerable psychological trauma and mental distress. Mr. Schwartz Senior, I’m feeling very weak right now, and my head hurts terribly, all because of him.

“So, do you think you can give me a satisfactory resolution? Your family is powerful and influential in Chetvine, but you can’t just bully an honest person like me, right?”

Carson’s face twitched. Andrew had just pushed him back with just a single palm strike, yet he had the audacity to claim that he felt weak and his head was spinning.

He wanted to curse at Andrew, but he forced himself to hold back. He could see that Andrew intended to force the Schwartz family into compliance, and if they refused, things could get ugly.

“Very well, the Schwartz family will certainly compensate you fully to your satisfaction, sir. But at the very least, you should tell us your name and background, shouldn’t you?” Carson spoke again, swallowing his humiliation.