Chapter 145

"I walked in, of course." The black-clothed man shrugged nonchalantly, smiling.

Donovan's palms were sweaty as he hurriedly introduced the newcomer.

"Mr. Campbell, this is Mr. Z! He's quite the capable man!"

"I don't care if you're Mr. Z or Mr. Y, or whatever. This is my family's territory, and you didn't even bother to give a heads-up. Hah! Looking down on people, aren't you?" Timothy's eyes burned with anger. "And who said you could meet my gaze?"

As soon as he spoke, he surged toward Mr. Z like lightning.

Just as his fist was about to connect, Mr. Z effortlessly stopped him with a single finger. That small finger acted like a massive iron lock, pressing heavily on Timothy's shoulder.

"Perfect control of Bathos prowess. That's quite impressive! Truly worthy of being the heir of the Great Four Warrior Clans!" Mr. Z grinned, staring at Timothy with an air of insight.

Timothy took several steps back, his eyes wide. This man...was stronger than himself—and not just by a little bi