The Pinnacle Of Life

This was, of course, only Viole’s guess. However, the expression on her face showed how inexplicably absurd she felt it was once the words left her lips…

“Impossible, how is that possible?”

“That guy, what he’s wearing on him can’t possibly even add up to a thousand dollars. It’s just some poor loser’s clothes. To say that he’s one of the higher-ups in the Divine Constabulary is just a pure insult to them. But, why am I not able to quiet the anxiety in my heart?”

As for Easton, who had been talking to Quentin, he also paused before saying, “I will make sure to investigate this matter thoroughly. Now that I think about it, that woman, Grace, also doesn’t seem to be any ordinary person. Although she has retired, there is still something about the way her eyes look… The guy she brought back, I will ask someone to look him up properly! Before that, don’t act rashly.”

Once the call ended, Easton felt something was wrong and looked to his sister. “That wretched looking bump, could he really be one of the higher-ups in the Divine Constabulary?”

Viole sneered. “What kind of nonsense are you spouting? One of the higher-ups of the Divine Constabulary who isn’t a martial arts master there? Any one of them is at least above forty or fifty years old. Look at that loser. He’s only twenty years old. How is it possible that he’s a higher-up? And an elder to boot? If he’s one of the higher-ups, then I’ll take down my head and let you use it as a stool!”

“Then, what was up with Uncle?”

“He… I guess he took someone’s money again!” Viole shrugged and said. “Only, maybe he’s bumped into an elder of the Divine Constabulary. Even if he can get out of it this time, the consequences would probably still be heavy.”

what he worried about was whether

frustration and annoyance. “The people that Martin brought have gotten into accidents, Uncle has been taken away by the Divine Constabulary, and that guy is still at the Larsen residence?! No matter how Martin died, I’m sure Phoebe is

he’s a martial arts master. He might

Easton said. “How high-ranked

he was no stranger to martial arts. Easton himself also knew many warriors and fighters, and

Viole smirked. “A Grandmaster!”

on a single hand. Michigan’s Stoermer’s Patriarch had become a Grandmaster, which allowed the Stoermer family to reach the

Golden Era’s royal family, that title was only

were

like having titles in ancient times, it sounded lofty, but it could only be used to deceive ordinary

nodded in

help of a Grandmaster, what was there to be

Larsen family were to hire bodyguards for protection, in front of a Grandmaster, all of them were