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 save you the work and

down. I’ll break all his limbs and throw him to your

teenager with

Mulligan, one of

Mulligans.

one of the families in North Tokyo that had

martial arts since ancient times as well. Some

for

of them came from families of ancient martial arts in North Tokyo, hence

egos. In their eyes, California was just a

believe that Alex had the

hadn’t witnessed it.

this person was an infamous loser in

from the Yowell Manor entrance,

the

training grounds sat a middle-aged man behind the

he opened his eyes slightly. They were filled with

Scott’s father,

“We’re here!”

announcement, everyone turned towards

entered was Alex.

arm, he walked slowly

hand with

for a brief

well trained Alex was. He also noticed

him, Gerald furrowed his eyebrows gently,

was the one who broke all of Michelle’s limbs without