Chapter 225: That Was the King of Hell Himself

While Ella Williams was getting a thorough drubbing from Talia Ryder, Mark, his leg already broken, fumbled out his phone to call his Taekwondo coach. It turned out the Taekwondo coach at the ivy league Taekwondo academy was Mark's distant cousin. Word had it he was something of a big shot at a martial arts academy in Nytherea. After firing off the message, Mark fixed Nash Johnston with a gaze burning with hatred. "Street punk, just you wait. When my cousin gets here, you're dead." Nash, lounging...