The difference between not getting it and playing enough before discarding is quite vast.
"Damn! Kid, are you looking to die, trying to make a move on my sister-in-law?"
Jackson Russo was now on an important mission. His brother had entrusted his sister-in-law to him, not for this grandson to act indecently in front of him.
Rowan Benett also rolled up his sleeves, ready to go up and punch someone.
Reis hurriedly waved his hand and stepped back. Jackson Russo already looked tall and imposing, with a physique men envied and women went crazy over.
Plus, with that tough and resolute face showing a hint of coldness, he could instantly overwhelm a person with his aura.
Reis, being a Westerner, was no small stature, but he had been pampered since childhood, unable to execute even a decorative move, and knew very well his own strength.
