"Causing trouble?"

Charlie's eyes turned cold as he called out sternly, "Henry!"

Quickly, Henry ascended the stage, followed by four of Charlie's subordinates.

These four individuals appeared robust and their gazes were sharp, clearly indicating they were well-trained.

Charlie gestured, giving an order to the four, who immediately moved towards Henry to attack him.

"Ah..."

A cry of alarm rose from the audience because it was visibly clear that the four were not to be trifled with. They were well-trained and coordinated, and many could already envision Henry being beaten to a pulp.

But right after the cries of shock, the four had already reached Henry, surrounding him completely. Any ordinary person would have been in dire straits.

However, Henry was undaunted, his clear eyes blazing with intensity.

As the first man's fist came towards him, he lifted his left hand to block, while his right hand swung around, landing a punch on the man's face.

With a "pfft," the man spat out a mouthful of saliva, spun around, and fell to the ground.

Henry didn't linger to check on him; after a decisive strike, he performed a whirlwind leg sweep, sending another attacker flying, then transformed his fist into a palm, striking at the chest of the man facing him...

The audience was dumbfounded, having only seen such scenes on television and never in real life!

This was no choreographed fight; it was real, with punches that truly connected!

Indeed, watching a martial arts scene live was far more thrilling!

Suddenly, someone couldn't help but start applauding.

In just a few minutes, Henry had knocked all four to the ground.

Taking a deep breath, he walked over, apologetically helping the four up from the ground.

"I'm sorry, I went too far..."

"Ouch, it's okay, good lad! Your skill is impressive!"

Henry offered an awkward smile, helping all four up, only then did the audience see the extent of their injuries – faces swollen like buns or marked with shoe prints, a pitiful sight indeed.

These were not mere pretenses. Without genuine skill, one couldn't inflict such damage, even if the four just stood there.

Charlie chuckled softly, "Mr. Lesser, you call this causing trouble? My brother, who can fight like this, came to your Grand Era Group, and instead of laying everyone low, he got lightly injured without even fighting back!?"

With that, Charlie pulled out a paper from his pocket, unfolded it, and held it up, "This is the medical report of my brother. I want to ask everyone, why would someone who can fight like this go to the Grand Era Group to get beaten up?"

"Exactly! With the moves Henry just showed, he's not someone an ordinary person could defeat!"

"Indeed, if I could fight like that, I definitely wouldn't just take hits."

"But there's nothing to be done, Grand Era Group is so arrogant and overbearing. Even if Henry could fight, he wouldn't dare provoke them. Moreover, in the previous videos, Henry was clearly holding back, obviously not wanting to escalate conflicts with Grand Era Group. Yet, Miss Lesser of the Lesser family wouldn't let it go, insulting him and slapping him, and then ordering the security to gang up on him. That's just too much!"