Chapter 301: No One Escapes My Grasp

Terry Yale stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his face unreadable as he tossed out four cold words. "Not worth a single blow." The old man panted hard, throat working, but he had nothing he could say in rebuttal. Oscar Salkield's expression darkened. He had known Terry was strong, but this was still beyond what he had expected. "Fine. We'll remember what happened today," Oscar said, his voice icy. He threw the words down like a gauntlet, then led his people to the side and took a seat. Annabella...