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 help

limbs and throw him to your feet. Then, you

you want to him!” A teenager

Mulligan, one of the best fighters

Mulligans.

Mulligans were one of the families

since ancient times as well. Some

cheering for

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

was just a small place that couldn’t

believe that Alex had the power to kill Scott

hadn’t witnessed it.

was an infamous loser

from the Yowell Manor entrance, two people

the

back of the training grounds sat a middle-aged

opened his eyes slightly.

was Scott’s father,

“We’re here!”

turned towards the entrance. The

entered was Alex.

one arm, he walked slowly and calmly to the plaza as

with his

on Alex for a brief while,

couldn’t even tell how well trained Alex

Gerald furrowed his eyebrows

of Michelle’s limbs without any mercy.