Chapter 106: Shattering His Composure

Leaping onto the ring, Irene Lidyard faced Miller head-on. Miller kept one hand clasped behind his back. His rigid features carried a contempt that looked ready to sweep everything aside. "My master and your grandfather were martial brothers," he said, eyeing Irene. "So, Irene Lidyard, calling you junior sister isn't out of line." He shook his head, voice cool. "I don't usually hit women, especially pretty women. So be good and concede." "Have your grandfather kneel and kowtow to my master to...