Chapter 1591

However, before he could even get close to Liam's neck, Liam caught his hand in mid-air with lightning speed! With a fierce grip, Liam crushed the disciples' wrist, and a sickening snap echoed through the air, followed by a blood-curdling scream as the wrist grotesquely twisted at an unnatural angle.

"Ahhhhhh!!!" The man's face flushed crimson as he clutched his broken hand, howling in agony, "My hand!! Ahhhhh!! My hand... Kid, you've got guts... You dare to mess with us, you're a dead man... Mr. Williams won't let this slide... Ugh..."

He tried to invoke Torsten's name, hoping to intimidate Liam by mentioning his powerful ally.

However, Liam was not having any of it. Cutting him off mid-threat, Liam grabbed the man by the throat, his lips curling into a detached smirk as he icily remarked, "You're all talk."

Without another word, Liam hurled him across the room. The man flew from the broken doorway and slammed into the hotel's front desk with a thunderous crash, the marble cou