Chapter 391: A Fight to the Death

Barbara Looske charged out, and Luis Looske hurried after her. The front courtyard. On the sprawling training ground, screams rose and fell from every side. A closer look made the scene even worse. More than twenty disciples of the Martial League lay scattered across the ground, wailing in agony. Some had both hands ruined. Others had their legs crippled. At the center stood an elderly man in black, a saber hugged against his body. Coldness clung to him like frost. He stood there like a demon,...