The Pinnacle Of Life

Alex was still thinking about the incident with Jarsurya and Vaudou on his way home.

Jarsurya did indeed have a fairly strong Chi within him. And Vaudou also had similar energy flowing in his body though it was more sinister and evil.

What had they meant by ‘mastered’?

At the time, Vaudou had insulted Jarsurya as he controlled the spirit, saying that Jarsurya had not mastered his skills. Alex kept trying to find out about skill mastery within his mind, but he still couldn’t find any answers.

According to what he received from his ancestor, training the Force would refine his Chi. When the fourth level of the Force was achieved, then he would attain a stronger foundation.

‘Oh well, I don’t care. Whatever ‘mastery’ they meant would still be weaker than the Force that my ancestor gave me,’ Alex thought and drove back to Maple Villa.

However, he froze as soon as he entered his house.

There was a big man with a gold dagger sitting on the sofa. He was calmly sipping on some red wine while watching television.

‘Holy sh*t, who the hell is this? Don’t tell me he’s mom’s friend?’

unconscious next to the coffee table. He could tell from where he was standing that one side of her

shocked as his murderous aura

as if he was about to strike at

wounds. It seemed that she had only been slapped. She

moving a muscle the whole time. He stared confidently and condescendingly at Alex, as

he moved his mother to a

looked on the outside, the angrier he grew inside. He regretted leaving his mother alone at home without any form of protection. But he was just glad that nothing worse happened, or else he would’ve

man was John’s bodyguard,

meters tall and had a build like a bear. He

be angry. You want to kill me, don’t you? It’s no use, you’re just a mere ant when going up against me! Since everyone’s here, let’s go. Someone would like to meet you… Oh, by the way,

his words were conveyed arrogantly. He behaved as if he was a God everyone worshipped—even thanking someone should be considered

him right then and there.

Brock replied, “John Rockefeller.”

I’d like to see him anyway. However, before that, I

I might be able to help with