The Pinnacle Of Life

Michelle Yowell pointed at the Rolls-Royce. “That idiot inside the car hit mine and even hurt Jeremiah. Not only does he want me to compensate for twenty million dollars, but he even cursed our family! He insisted on going to our house to seek justice for Grandpa!”

“What?”

Everyone thought they had a hearing problem.

They wondered how such an obnoxious person could survive in California!

Out of nowhere, someone shouted, “Are you still dreaming? Perhaps you’re tired of living that you’re here to challenge the Yowells! I’m gonna find out what makes you so arrogant!”

Sean Yowell was the one yelling, a generally hot-tempered man. He was the better martial arts practitioner amongst the rest at the scene.

He yanked the car door open rudely and glared in menace. “Get out of the car now, you brute!”

Alex was calm and expressionless as he remained seated inside the car. “Who do you think you are to summon me out of my car? Get your leader here to see me.”

What?

Sean felt his blood rushing up to his head as his rage grew by the second.

The rest of the Yowells immediately closed in on the both of them, their faces flushed in a fury.

Woah!

What an arrogant brute!

They almost went mad.

He reluctantly scoffed, “Well done! You’ve successfully pissed me off. Well, let me

and erupted into a thunderous

Grrrrr!

of energy radiated from Sean’s

now!” he shouted as he

even though Sean had

qualified,” Alex said, tilting his

his core energy and brushed off Sean’s hand. Swiftly, he planted a

Bam!

an overpowering force penetrating his

seven or eight meters away, not to mention the loud thud when he landed after a few somersaults. Blood gushed out from

silence, where even the sound of light breathing

How is

his car, unfazed and composed. It was difficult for them to comprehend

get your leader here now?” Alex

charming man who looked about 27 or 28 years old chuckled out loud. “You have to defeat me first before getting my grandpa here. There’s no way to prove