The Pinnacle Of Life

The coffin was the exact model that was sent to Alex’s villa. The Yowells were fuming,

yet they knew that there was nothing they could do-they were immobile.

“Hey, do you guys think that punk would come?”

“He won’t chicken out, right?”

“I heard that the bastard is around twenty. He’s just a loser, having to rely on women to

survive. How could such a wimp defeat an Intermediate-Mystic-ranked fighter like

Scott?

Can you guys believe that? Well I don’t!”

A bunch of young adults were gossiping with each other. One of them was a woman in

her twenties, just as beautiful as Michelle. Her expression was as cold as ice.

“I don’t care what tricks he pulled during their fight. But I’ll make sure he pays for what

he did to my brother! We Pattingsons will not go back to North Tokyo as long as he’s

alive.”

This woman was Scott’s cousin sister, Winnie Pattingson.

She was the one who carved the word ‘Sl*t’ on Michelle’s face.

Pattingson. As long as he comes, I’ll

I’ll break all his limbs and throw him to

teenager with a military haircut

teenager was Eugene Mulligan, one of the best fighters

Mulligans.

Mulligans were one of the families

times as well. Some

cheering for

martial arts in North Tokyo, hence all of

egos. In their eyes, California was

They refused to believe that Alex had the power to

hadn’t witnessed it.

was an infamous loser

heard from the

the training

the training grounds sat a middle-aged man behind the coffin.

twitched and he opened his eyes slightly. They were filled with

Scott’s father, Gerald

“We’re here!”

this announcement, everyone turned towards the entrance.

entered was Alex.

slowly and calmly to

hand with

were fixated on Alex for a brief while, but

how well trained Alex was. He also

furrowed his

of Michelle’s limbs without any mercy. Yet here