For some reason, Johnny stood spacing out for a long while after Madfist entered Huub's coastal mansion.

Also, for some reason, he then followed Madfist inside, either to judge or as a spectator to see if Madfist and the youth named Frank Lawrence had what it took to bring down Droitner Inc. For his part, Madfist was not concerned.

Even as he entered the mansion, the old man was still grinning broadly-it was a ruse, so that the mansion's security guards would lower their guard.

And the instant they did, Madfist would move, swift as lightning and killing with a single strike.

Even as the security guards died without knowing what had hit them, Madfist continued to strut, heading right into Huub's study and finding the button under his desk. Beep.

The bookshelf behind Madfist opened with a jingle, revealing a staircase leading to the basement.

His eyes turned sharp right then, as he sensed the presence of several martial elites.

It was clear that Droitner Inc. really had what it took to establish themselves in Bralog's underbelly.

However, Madfist was not at all concerned no one could stop him as long as he was not up against the grandmasters in the top sects.

behind him, "You don't have to come along for this. There's going to be a bloodbath, and you'd get caught in it if

slowly walked downstairs, his hands

at the study, hesitating for a moment but ultimately waiting outside the study instead of

he was doing, but his instincts

curiosity or perhaps what Madfist did that invoked his earnest

a martial elite Rocky spoke of?" he muttered

-

Madfist

in the crowd at

Huub, who

of foreign busines

this painting

artist from the middle ages. I know that most of you wouldn't know much about Draconia's history, but what if I told you that it was once

businesspeople gasped in shock, Frank studied the painting Huub

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