A group of familiar faces approached, with Kaito at the forefront. Following behind him was Micheal and a large group of girls, including Lucy and Jessica.They looked at Lawrence with surprise on their faces, especially Micheal, who noticed that Lawrence’s face didn’t look good. It seemed as though their presence was something he had not anticipated—almost like bad luck.Inwardly, Lawrence cursed them. Why today of all days? Was the person he was about to fight that popular?They should have waited another day. He didn’t want to fight in front of his classmates; it would make it easier for them to learn about his underground battles. If word spread throughout the school, and Sylvia said something about what she saw him do that day, his image as someone with influence in the underground world would be solidified. He didn’t want Jasmine to think he was that type of person.Seeing Lawrence staring at them calmly and not speaking, Jessica, who had been watching him, couldn’t help but gru

Isabella's morning began not with an alarm, but with the soft chime of a porcelain bell. A maid entered her penthouse suite, drawing back the curtains to reveal a sweeping view of Light City’s financial district. The room was a study in quiet luxury—cream silks, dark wood, and a single, breathtaking abstract painting that cost more than most houses.She stretched, the events of the last few days playing in her mind. The flight here, the frustrating search, the strange dash-cam footage of that intriguing young man with the intense eyes. Her grandfather's vague but heavy promise, her family's desperate situation. It all sat on her shoulders, but today, at least, there was a distraction.A sleek tablet was brought to her with breakfast—poached eggs, artisanal bread, a fruit compote that looked like a jewelers’ display. On the screen was her daily agenda, curated by the family's local concierge service. Among the usual notes about gallery openings and potential charity luncheons was one

"...Brutal Man. He is said to be a huge man like a gorilla. He has also already won like ten fights out of ten or more. And about eighty percent of people who faced him were either dead or completely paralyzed for life.""Now, for Brutal Man and The Tiger facing each other, that is definitely a match everyone must have been dying to witness. Come to think of it, both of them are sadistic, brutal, and wouldn’t hesitate to beat each other to death. Now I know why a lot of people came over to bet and watch the fight, considering this is like a once in a lifetime event to witness these two facing each other."Lucy, Jessica, and the others were amazed hearing those words. They had never encountered anything like the underworld fighting arena, so they felt both scared and excited to watch this.Meanwhile, Michael was just sitting quietly and looking at the fighting arena with contemplation. He felt The Tiger had a better chance of winning and immediately placed some bets on him. If he won,

As soon as they both entered the place, Black Boss shouted in a boisterous, barbaric voice, "Grundy! Are you ready to lose all that you bet to me? Hahahahaha! No wonder you didn't want to accept this betting initially, but your pride made you do it. So it turns out Brutal Man, who is your ace, is injured in action and you didn't have anyone to face mine? And I heard the person that defeated him was just a young boy named Law, within a minute or so. Hahahah!""Since I'm a lenient person, I will let you admit defeat right before everyone here and give me everything we bet on quickly!" Black Boss continued in an arrogant voice.From his tone, one could easily tell how greedy and needy he was for that win.But as soon as Black Boss finished speaking, Big Grundy's voice came from not far away. "Yo, Blacky! You took the exact words straight out of my mouth. Although those words were meant for you instead."Pausing for some effect, Big Grundy continued, "If Brutal Man, who could at least sta

As if to show off, The Tiger jumped straight onto the stage within a single leap, showcasing his agility."He has internal strength," the bodyguard guiding Isabella whispered slowly."Uncle, what is that?" Isabella asked. Although this guard wasn't blood-related to her, he had been guarding her since she was a kid, and not once had he changed. He still looked like a buffed man in his early thirties."I didn't expect this guy to have such a high level of internal strength. The technique he just used, which allowed his palm to casually penetrate the wooden board, was the result of internal strength erupting silently within him. Internal strength is hard to cultivate in this era without dedication and a special body.""Era? Do you have it, uncle? What era were you born in?" Isabella asked curiously, her eyes sparkling. Everything about her guard seemed mysterious at times."You ask too many questions," he said with a smile and didn't elaborate further, leaving Isabella pouting, which mad