The Pinnacle Of Life

At the time, the Johanssons had a guest over at their place.

The guest turned out to be an old man in his seventies with messy gray hair. He had a long beard that reached his chest. He held two bottles of wine, the bottle labeled with a red sticker with the words “Maiden Rose” written on it.

“Johansson! Open the door!”

“Hey you, old man, you really do know how to give everyone a scare! You’ve been keeping such a low profile, yet you have such a powerful trump card in store! 500 Golden Dragon Warriors! Where have you been hiding them all this time?”

The old man’s mouth curved into a smile as soon as he saw Fanny.

Fanny was satisfied with his words as well.

This was what he wanted, after all. His family had been keeping a low profile for twenty years just so they could make an extremely explosive debut.

He wanted to shock all the four big Californian families and try to make a name for themselves in South California.

At that time, he had gotten some intel from his spy and found out the reactions of the four big families and the ancient martial arts families.

They were all shocked and fearful.

of him wasn’t any ordinary man

in one of the eight royal families, the Seay family of Alaska, he

decided to live a simple life in the state. Despite this, his status and reputation

warriors, Fanny felt as if he had eaten

a low profile, so not many know about our Golden Dragon Warriors! We

him to a table, opening one of the bottles of wine. “Come, come. Johansson, you’ve managed to hide this trump card and give all the other

from Roy’s locust tree at his house in City East. His granddaughter still hasn’t married at the age of thirty, so I figured she would just stay this way forever. That’s why I took this Maiden Rose with

really wanted to try the thirty year

of bringing out the Golden Dragon Warriors and what

us at this rate! If we didn’t do anything about this, we would become laughing stock in California.

you say Maple Villa 8? That young man called Rockefeller

warriors will

Crash!

grasp on the cup in his hand. As it fell to the table, all

retreat this instant! All of them! It’ll be too late if

well. That punk was