Chapter 115: Grandmaster Holden Lyson, Defeated in Three Moves!

"Diego Santee, you've got a death wish!" Helena Duffus's eyes blazed with fury. She didn't hesitate-she sprinted straight to Marcelo Lynch's side. Marcelo's eyes were wide and glassy. His pupils were blown wide. He was already gone. "Marcelo, wake up, Marcelo!" Helena's eyes turned bloodshot, tears welling and spilling over. "I'm sorry. This is my fault." Her voice shook. "I shouldn't have let you come to the auction alone. Don't worry, I'll avenge you." She gently lowered Marcelo's body, then...