Sensing the murderous spirit emanating from me, the Rivera father and son's expressions instantly turned extremely unsightly, with an intense fear welling up in their hearts!
"Tyler Thomas, I believe there is no deep-seated hatred between us. Why don't we sit down and talk?" Douglas Rivera actually backed down!
Hearing this, I couldn't help but scoff, "Okay, first kneel and apologize to me, then we can talk."
Douglas Rivera gritted his teeth, "Tyler Thomas, do you think this is an appropriate way to discuss things? Asking us to kneel, don't you think that's excessive?"
"Excessive?" The color drained from my face.
I fixed a cold eye on Douglas Rivera, "When you hired someone to kill me, did you think it was excessive? Now that I only want you to kneel and apologize, you find it unjust?"
Douglas Rivera was immediately at a loss for words.
"Tyler Thomas." Douglas Rivera inhaled deeply.
