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However, if Wilbur could not cup with anything of substance, Tim was going to teach him a good lesson. After all, Conrad and his friends have spent enough money in his club for them to be considered VIPs.

"Listen up, then," said Wilbur calmly. "I was the one who killed Lightning Hank with just one blow and ran all those swords through Jeremy. It's your honor to even be in my presence." "Yeah, right!" "Who the hell do you think you're fooling?" "I can't take this anymore! Get him already, Mister Lane." Conrad and his friends could not take how cocky Wilbur was being and shouted loudly at him.

They would have beaten him up themselves if Wilbur was not such a great fighter.

Just then, Tim's face turned ashen.

Having been one of Lightning Hank's men, Tim knew exactly how he had died. He had vaguely heard about Jeremy's death as well, and it was pretty much what Wilbur had just described.

It had been said that Lightning Hank had been killed by sguy with the last nof Penn using just one move, and even General Gordon Grayson had been there.

had apparently been even more gruesome, and a young man going by the surnPenn had been responsible for it as

it... really be this guy? If that was the

compared to Jeremy, all of them were next

Tim going pale in the face. He took out his phone. "Do you needto call lan Owens, the head of the Owens clan so he can verify everything I just said?" Tim had fallen to his knees in front of Wilbur with a thump, terrified for his life. "Sir, I'm so sorry! I was foolish enough to not realize I was in the presence of such greatness! Please forgive me!" It was no secret that lan was the new leader of the Owens clan, and even Tim knew about

how Wilbur had described killing Lightning Hank and Jeremy Owens, Tim was certain that this man was

was hardly anyone in the presence of someone so tremendously powerful. In fact, Wilbur could crush Tim

then, and he knew that the best he could do was

however, had completely baffled Conrad

that Tim was quite powerful around these parts, and he had somehow gotten his wits scared out of him by this random guy. What exactly was going on? "What are you doing, Mister Lane?" Conrad