Charlie looked extremely conceited, to the point that his smugness was over the top.
Keep talking.
Keep scolding with your sharp tongue.
I smashed you down with one move. This type of feeling was too awesome for Charlie because he was able to completely vent his anger.
Charlie started laughing conceitedly again as he stared at Maxwell, who couldn't move. "You damn trash; did you really think you were qualified to fight with me?"
"Can you even afford to fight with me? Are you even qualified? Hahaha..."
"You are so useless; you were defeated by a single move of mine. But don't worry; your household members will accompany you after you die, hahaha. As for those two girls..." Charlie started smiling pervertedly, then glanced over at Owen.
Owen was smiling in a satisfied manner and realised the hint he was given. "Kill them all for me, but leave those two girls."
