Chapter 150: Raging Dragon Fist

The people around them felt the Spiritual Pressure that belonged to a Martial Artist, and a chill spread through their bones like ice water. "Th-This has to be a Martial Artist's Spiritual Pressure! That monster… he's actually a Martial Artist!" Charles Scurr cried out, trembling so hard his voice cracked. With Charles Scurr's wealth and standing, he still fell short of the circles that truly knew Martial Artists existed. Still, as the winery's owner, he entertained all sorts of guests. He had...