Lorenzo immediately spoke up. "I was just an outsider, and the only reason I came to Advanced Medical Institute was because I was ordered to and because I felt indebted to Mr. Livingston. I already did everything I could, yet it feels like fate was determined to punish me." He looked up and let out a long, frustrated sigh as his fists tightened, as if he was cursing the heavens for being unfair. Mikayla's eyes reddened instantly as she said, "Dad, please don't speak about yourself like that. None of this should fall on you. You've already done so much for the Advanced Medical Institute, and I think at this point, you should reveal your other identity." Lorenzo shook his head. "Mikayla, there's no need for that." Their father-daughter exchange left the disciples confused. One elder asked, "Mr. Owens Senior, do you have another identity? What is it?" Lorenzo let out a weary sigh. "Since you all ask, I won't hide it. I was actually Mr. Livingston's external disciple." He th

Lorenzo forcibly suppressed his urge to kill. With a darkened face, he walked out of the room. "Koda is already dead, so let's see who's playing tricks here." When he saw Andrew, he immediately sneered coldly. "As I thought! I knew it was you, refusing to give up your ambitions." The Advanced Medical Institute apprentices and elders who followed him all began rebuking Andrew one after another. The apprentice from earlier announced loudly, "We have already decided to nominate Mr. Owens Senior as the director of Advanced Medical Institute." Mikayla was incredibly smug. "Andrew, don't you think you're here a bit too late? Did you hear that? They all want my dad to be the director." Andrew shrugged. "Mr. Owens Senior, your ability to manipulate people is truly impressive. You killed Corbin, then framed Lennox for it. You killed this father-son pair in succession, then staged a fake sympathy play." He continued, "That way, without lifting a finger, the Advanced Medical Institut

Jerome let out a hearty laugh. "Everyone fears death, and I'm no exception. Please, Mr. Owens Senior, enlighten me." Koda's greatsword strikes were overwhelmingly fierce, and Eric supported him with Phantom Mirage to create distractions. Mikayla was just half a step from the martial emperor level and had mastered the true teachings of the Owens family, making her combat power close to that of a martial emperor. However, the disruptions from Phantom Mirage were extremely deadly. Mikayla often felt as if her mind and body were being torn apart, pulled in two different directions. This made her increasingly wary, both shocked and furious. Unknowingly, she shouted in frustration. Hearing Mikayla's voice grow increasingly strained, Lorenzo could no longer hold back and directly attacked. Jerome shifted his stance, ready to meet Lorenzo head-on with his full strength. Meanwhile, Andrew retreated to the back, observing the entire battlefield. Under Lorenzo's orders and the urging

Jerome had thought everything through. Andrew was still injured and absolutely should not have taken Lorenzo head-on, yet Jerome could withstand two full-power strikes from Lorenzo without collapsing. If he had to endure a third one, though, he would definitely cough up blood and be knocked out of the fight. However, Andrew would never give Lorenzo a third chance to go all-in and kill Jerome. This was not the first time the two fought side by side, and Andrew had even helped Jerome escape once before, so their teamwork was razor-sharp. With Godslayer being the monstrous weapon it was, Lorenzo had to tread carefully, because taking even one direct hit meant either death or crippling injury. Because of that pressure, Lorenzo only dared to fight with about 70% of his full strength, while the remaining 30% had to be kept back for self-preservation. Out of that 70%, half was spent dealing with Jerome's frontal assault, and the rest had to be saved to defend against Andrew, the rea

Rusty, the most unruly of Koda's men, was the first to get his hands on her. He tore through Mikayla's dress in an instant. His rough hands groped her breast with a lecherous grin, and the sensation made him feel like his soul was leaving his body. "The Owens family's precious daughter… Such a fierce little minx! The feel of her is incredible, boys, absolutely unmatched!" Rusty groaned, his face flushed with excitement as he squeezed roughly. Humiliation washed over Mikayla, so intense she wished for death. She tried to raise a hand to kill him. Yet, in her severely wounded state, she was helpless. Seeing the hatred and disgust in her eyes only excited Rusty more. "You bitch, the more you look down on a rough man like me, the more fun I'll have breaking you." Then, he tore the lower part of her dress open, exposing her pale legs and her most intimate areas. "You disgusting pig! If you live through this, I'm done. I might as well just lie down and die." Mikayla spat, her eyes