"Hawk Isolde?" Zendaya Andrew seemed to recognize the name.
She glanced at me and whispered, "Hawk Isolde really is the president of the River North Martial Arts Association, a high-ranking official."
I ignored what Zendaya Andrew said and looked at the young man, saying coldly, "Get lost."
A flicker of annoyance crossed the young man's face. He pointed at me and shouted, "Kid, you got a death wish? Your girl wants to cheat on you, and I'm doing you a favor. You should be grateful!"
I slowly stood up.
"What, want to throw down?" the young man sneered.
"Let me warn you, I'm a grandmaster!" He released a faint aura from his body.
I didn't say anything, just stepped forward.
A crushing pressure erupted instantly!
"Bang!"
Under this massive pressure, the young man crumpled to the ground, nose bleeding and face bruised!
"Go tell Hawk Isolde his crime just got worse. He better figure out a solution," I said coldly.
