Summon Of The Sword

Chapter 1865
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Chapter 1865

The old man hurriedly left, trembling toward the water dispenser at where the train coaches were

connected.

After the old man left, the young man was still there cursing and making all sorts of sarcastic remarks.

A strong man in a black suit sitting next to him said with an obsequious smile, "Young Master, that's

enough. It's normal to encounter such things when you're outside..."

"Normal?" The young man raised his hand and slapped it against the strong man's bald head with a

loud smack.

"I already asked you to arrange a car to take me home. But you forgot what I said! Not only I don't have

a car, you booked me an ordinary train ride when I asked you to book a high-speed train ride. Is this

average train meant for humans?"

As soon as he said that, all the passengers in the carriage instantly looked upset and cast angry gazes

at the young man. After all, many people were sitting on this normal train, and the young man said itnovelbin

was not meant for humans.

Was he not insulting everyone on the train?

The bald bodyguard was helpless. "Young Master, I have no choice. The high-speed train tickets are

sold out. I really couldn't get any and can only buy ordinary train tickets."

"Can't you get me a soft sleeper bed?" The young man slapped the bald man on the head again with a

smack.

The bald bodyguard got even more helpless. "The soft sleeper beds are also sold out. I don't want hard

sleeper beds either, but there's nothing I can do..."

"Then what do I need you for?" The young man trembled with anger.

The bald bodyguard asked with a wry smile, "Young Master, you've been yelling for so long. Are you

thirsty? I'll get you some water."

"Hurry! My mouth is already dry!" The young man roared.

The bald bodyguard got up from his seat and walked to the water dispenser carrying a fancy thermos

cup.

The old man earlier was in front of the water dispenser getting some water.

"Can you hurry up?" The bald bodyguard urged.

The old man quickly apologized. "I-I'm sorry. I’m sorry... I will be done soon. Very soon..."

However, the bald bodyguard was impatient as he yelled, "You're really upsetting, old man! Why would

you take a train at your age? Why don't you cause trouble somewhere else?"

The old man's expression was awkward.

Listening to the bald bodyguard's words, the passengers in the car became even more upset. However,

no one came forward to defend the old man. After all, everyone was a stranger to each other.

There was no need to cause themselves trouble because of a little thing that had nothing to do with

them. Besides, the young man seemed to be the heir of an influential family, and the bald strong man

was his bodyguard.

If they get into trouble with some untouchable influential family, they would be screwed.

The old man finally finished filling the water, carefully carried his water, and headed back.

However, the bald bodyguard yelled and pushed him. "F*ck off! Get out of the way!"

The old man instantly lost his footing and fell to the ground with a thud.

The paper cup he was holding suddenly fell to the floor of the carriage, and his sandwiches and water

spilled out. Coincidentally, a splash of water landed on the young man's shiny leather shoes.

The young man, who was still cursing, instantly lost his temper when he found a speck of water on his

shoe.

"You f*cking have a death wish, don't you?! Do you have any idea how much my shoes cost?! Fifty

thousand! Fifty thousand dollars! You can’t afford one even if you sell yourself off! Got it?"

With that said, the young man got up and went up to the old man to hit him.

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