Adrian Desmond's physique is excellent, the kind that isn't developed in a modern gym. His physique is honed through fighting and battles.
"******, get your ass over here!" Seeing Barnes Smythe still standing there without moving, Adrian directly cursed.
She's feeding Xavier Young?
She's even sewing buttons for Xavier Young. She has never sewn buttons for me!
Adrian was filled with resentment.
"Sixth Master, don't blame me for being impolite then!"
Adrian is their idol, a legend, revered like a god, so Barnes Smythe went through extensive evaluations to work by Adrian's side.
However, Adrian disappointed him.
For the sake of a woman, making himself so pathetic, Barnes inwardly looked down on Adrian.
Just right, with him serving himself up for a beating, if Barnes doesn't give Adrian a good thrashing, wouldn't it be a disservice to Adrian?!
"Who told you to be polite!"
"Sixth Master, go for it, knock that kid down!"
