Chapter 142: Storms on the Horizon

Imperial Capital, the Zorn family! A middle-aged man answered his phone. Half a second later, he slammed his palm on the desk and shot to his feet. "What?" "Brock Yale is at the Chiton Martial Arts Association entrance…" "He even said he's going to kill you?" "Wait there! I'm gathering the family's best right away. I'm coming!" Imperial Capital, the Quatremane family! An elderly man's brow knitted tight. "What is Brock Yale trying to do?" "He's claiming he'll kill everyone?" "Is he declaring...