บท 385: Chapter 385: When did I, White Mitchell, ever need your protection?

With a rumbling sound, the energy within White Mitchell suddenly roiled, his eyes filled with a thick aura of killing intent.

Anyone who dared to harm Sherry Jones, he would make them pay a painful price!

But just as White Mitchell was about to retort against the white-bearded old man, Sherry Jones tightly held his hand by the side and bitterly said, "Brother, don't act rashly."

Hearing this, White Mitchell understood that Sherry was worried about him offending anyone from the Capital City's Jones Family, hence why she held him back.

But, in his eyes, the Jones Family of the Capital City, even if they were a Hundred Year Noble Family, were no more than dogs looking for scraps.

Had he ever been afraid?

"Don't worry, just with..." White Mitchell turned his face, about to speak, but at that moment, Lisa Jones, who was seated in the master's seat, calmly said, "That's enough, Wu Lao. Just give him a bit of punishment, and that's it."

"As you wish, Miss,"