Chapter 105: Seventh-Grade Explosive Spirit Pill

Ander Yale said evenly, "Zayn Yare, do you have any proof? Proof that your disciple got hurt because of me?" Frederick Yare's expression darkened. "Even if you didn't do it, it still has to be connected to you." He leaned forward, voice like ice. "Let me make one thing clear. You won't escape the Jenbo Association's reckoning." Ander Yale still did not look bothered. "Yeah? Then I'll be waiting. Any time your Jenbo Association wants to come here and die." Frederick Yare ground his teeth, itching...