Chapter 146: It Was All Just Business

Gasp, gasp, gasp! Dawson Goulty sucked in a sharp breath when he saw the ruin of his men. His pupils shrank, and he stared at Stefan Zimmerman, terror etched across his face. "You... you..." He stumbled backward again and again, like he'd seen a ghost in broad daylight. Even at his Great Grandmaster Level, he hadn't seen how Stefan moved. In that split second, Stefan had merely lifted a finger-and the heads of Dawson's men had toppled. What kind of insane technique was that? His own severed...