Chapter 965

Faron looked at Sal with a smile. "You sure are quite the man, aren't you? You have quite a lot of people on your side."

"I'm going to tell you the truth. I've got a good few more canteen stalls like this one, and I make well into eight figures every year. What do you think you'll be able to do to me, hm?" Sal looked nothing but smug, clearly not thinking much of Faron.

Sal had managed to set up multiple stalls in multiple colleges all thanks to his uncle, Hector.

On top of that, Sal was also skilled enough at networking to have connections in every college possible.

Shia, from Westhand College, was a good example of that, and Sal paid him good money each year.

That was why Sal had not been worried by this incident in the slightest, hardly taking it seriously at all.

It would be handled for sure, either by Shia or Sal's uncle, Hector.

Faron turned to Wilbur. "We're in a bit of a pickle here, bro."

"Well, you can get lost if you can't handle it. I'll get it done," said W