“God damn it! If I had Neptune’s power, I would be a hundred times cockier than he was!”
The martial artists chattered among themselves. They were not only amazed, but they were also filled with admiration for him.
Who else had the guts to provoke three grandmasters in Balerno?
“How dare you, Michael! Do you think we’re afraid of you?” Theodore was furious. It was humiliating to be publicly scolded by someone younger.
“Robinson, don’t go overboard!” Graham was angry, too. “We were showing respect by offering advice as fellow grandmasters. But if you insist on opposing us, don’t blame us for using violence!”
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