Chapter 228: Eight Kings Temper the Body!

"You damn snake, cut the crap. Why did you call me here this time?" Sullivan Ades lost all interest in small talk and went straight to the point. "Do you remember what I mentioned last time? I called you over to discuss how to deal with that Vlia dog, Stefan Zimmerman." A harsh light flashed in Valor's eyes. Every time he thought about losing to a young man, he felt it was a humiliation carved into his bones. He had to make Stefan live a life worse than death to vent the hatred burning in his...