"The Callie Group can't be saved? Who said that?""I did!"Just as Tacker was yelling angrily, a young voice slowly emerged from the Xanthos Industrial Park entrance. "All employees of the Callie Group should vacate the Industrial Park today."I delivered the orders personally. Why? Do you have some
Leave or die?Tacker, at 20 meters away, was paralyzed. He struggled to get to his feet.The disparity in strength was so great that it was difficult to estimate how powerful Alexander was!Tacker used all his strength, including the Xanthos family's secret martial arts technique. Despite being only
'Nephew? When you sent the deaf Martial Power and the four apex grandmasters and teamed up with the seven great families to sneak up on Alexander, did you think of him as your nephew then?'Caleb pretended to be confused. He put down the thread-bound book and looked at Ywain, surprised. "Ywain, you'
Mercy?Alexander checked his phone for text messages in the open space of Xanthos Industrial Park. Then he quietly sighed.'Callie is a Xanthos, after all!'"Alexander."Amber was next to him, and she had also noticed Callie's message. She appeared disturbed and bit her lips softly before saying, "N
At number one Baltimore Mansion in Ol' Mare.Alexander had not visited Old Mare in two months since the New Chesire Group entered the northern market. Amber joined Alexander in the northern region shortly after, leaving Patrick, Susanne, and the nanny to care for Olivia, who was in first grade.Oliv
The moment the voice emerged, the entire entrance to the elementary school was in complete chaos!No one knew where the voice came from or even if the person who owned it was a human being. The air seemed to be filled with a shocking, murderous aura, and Susanne's two elite bodyguards trembled with
What would happen when a nearly invincible supreme grand martial artist unleashed his fury?His power was earth-shattering!Ywain's attack was chilling to the bone, unleashing the full force of his Supreme Grand Martial's dominant strength. In the blink of an eye, his lethal strike was inches from S
Ywain was a blur of movement—his attacks powerful and seemingly unstoppable. However, they were far from sufficient. Outside the elite elementary school, parents huddled together, terrified. George lay wounded, and Louis was drenched in his own blood. Onlookers from afar gasped in horror.Amidst the