Chapter 58: A petty man gets his moment-and that petty man is me

"Evan, what happened to you?" Harper Zionee looked at her brother's swollen, unrecognizable face and felt a pang of pity. "Sis…" Evan Zionee's voice was barely more than a whimper. He'd grown up pampered and trained in martial arts since he was a kid. He bullied the ones he could beat, and the ones who could beat him went easy on him; he'd never run into anything like this. Most days he acted tough, but today he'd been knocked down a peg. His handsome face had been beaten into a swollen mess,...