The Hawk Isolde that Conrad Schroeder spoke of was almost an entirely different person from the one I had met.
Indeed, evildoers in life often put on kind faces.
"This old bastard, he actually dared to trick me." I narrowed my eyes, a flash of coldness passing across my face.
Conrad Schroeder dismissed it: "Forget it, after all, he is the president of the River North Martial Arts Association, who would want to offend him?"
I shot Conrad Schroeder a look and said: "Because everyone indulges him and allows him to act without restraint, that's why he's so unbridled."
"This time, I will make him pay!"
Having said that, I turned to Conrad Schroeder and said: "Send a message, say that if the River North Martial Arts Association does not restore my qi within half a month, bear the consequences."
Conrad Schroeder frowned: "Mr. Raymond, are you serious? After all, he is the president of the Martial Arts Association..."
"So what?" I flung back coldly.
