Confronted by Conrad Schroeder's arrogance, Jasper Thompson found himself powerless.
He couldn't challenge the Schroeder Family, and the Martial Arts Association wouldn't show him any respect either.
Uncle Jasper was consumed with anxiety for the moment.
The following day.
I remained confined in that cramped room.
Yet I could sense clearly that I wasn't the sole prisoner in this place.
"Looks like plenty of martial artists are stuck here," I whispered to myself.
I couldn't help but feel concerned inside.
What if the Schroeder Family really convinced the Martial Arts Association to eliminate me?
"Escape?" I furrowed my brow.
If I fled, I might never return to Pyro, and how could I openly go to the Capital City to wed Mabel Sean?
But staying meant potentially dying here, which would be far worse.
Right then, I heard footsteps from outside.
Soon after, a light flickered on.
Multiple figures stood at the entrance.
