Chapter 1391


    Surprised, Fade stepped forward in front of Westbrook, his eyes cold and condescending. He said


    in a deep voice, "Do you know how to choose now?"


    Westbrook''s face turned pale. There was blood on the corners of his mouth. With his eyes shing,


    he gritted his teeth and said, "This is Capital City. My Westbrook Studio has taken root in Capital


    City for more than 20 years, and I have countless contacts. If you dare touch me, they will not let


    you go."


    Westbrook''s daughter, Sammy, who was standing by his side, said, "I''m very close with Young


    Master Yang. His brother is a member of the Martial Arts League. If you dare to hurt us, Master


    Yang will not forgive you."


    Fade was visibly surprised when they mentioned the Martial Arts League.


    As she watched them quietly by the side, Jasmine nced at Sammy and finally understood why


    she and Westbrook would distort the truth and turn against her rather than punish Thomson at that


    time.


    Clearly, this was the main reason. Thomson''s older brother was a member of the Martial Arts


    League, and his strength was impressive. Although the Westbrook Studio had been in the Capital


    City for many years and had many contacts, it could only be regarded as an average studio. They


    were still not qualified to associate with wealthy and powerful families.


    So, when Thomson appeared in Westbrook Studio, Sammy and her father grabbed the opportunity


    to catch the big fish.


    Because of that, even when Thomson harassed Jasmine, they sided with him without hesitation.


    When the father and daughter duo saw that Fade and Jasmine did nothing, they thought their


    disy had frightened them. With their proud faces turned up to Fade and Jasmine''s, they


    continued to threaten them.


    "If you know what''s good for you, kneel down and apologize now. Maybe we can forgive you this


    time."


    "I''ll call Young Master Yang right now! Once he gives his orders, you''ll be dead meat."


    After hearing their words, Fade came back to his senses. His face darkened. "How dare you still


    threaten me!" he said coldly.


    "Crack!"


    Immediately, Fade stomped his foot without hesitation, and Westbrook let out a horrible scream. His


    right arm was broken instantly, and his whole body spasmed in pain.


    "You, how dare you—" Westbrook writhed in agony.


    "Dad! How dare you hurt my father. I will inform Young Master Yang, I will Sammy was frightened.


    Panicking, she pulled out her cell phone with her trembling hands and dialled a number.


    Fade didn''t stop her. He stomped his foot again, and another piercing scream filled the air. This


    time, Westbrook''s left arm was also broken.


    The once formidable owner of the Westbrook Studio was lying in front of Fade like a dead dog,


    barely breathing.


    Although there were many disciples of the studio on the scene, they dared not start a fight with


    Fade as he had unmatched strength. Instead, they retreated farther and farther, as if wishing they


    could turn around and run away.


    While Fade was teaching Westbrook a lesson, Sammy had called Thomson. She quickly told him


    about what happened in the studio and shouted, "Young Master Yang, you muste to save us!


    My father was seriously wounded by that guy. I want to..."


    However, Thomson, who was on the other end of the phone, seemed a little impatient. He replied


    coldly, "I haven''t even recovered from my injuries yesterday, so how can I help you out? Besides,


    doesn''t your family run a martial arts studio? What kind of martial arts training is that if you can''t


    even deal with a kid?"


    "Young Master Yang, no, I..." Sammy was still attempting to convince him. However, this time, Fade


    waved his hand and snatched the phone away from her.


    Fade held the phone to his ear, and said indifferently, "You''re Thomson, right? Wait for me, I''lle


    find you soon."


    Thomson was stunned silent for a while. Then he shouted, "Who are you? You''re trying to scare me


    by ying tricks with me. Let me tell you, I''ve never been scared by anyone in the past twentyplus


    years."


    "I am Jasmine''s friend. You bullied her yesterday, and now I will return to you tenfold of what you did


    to her," Fade replied.


    "Jasmine!" Thomson paused when he mentioned her name, then howled, "Hey, you have the guts


    to threaten me! Kid, I''m telling you, if you want to take revenge, thene and do it. I have never


    been afraid of anyone in Capital City." "By the way, tell Jasmine that I''ll get her into my bed sooner


    orter, and I''ll have a good time ying with her!" Thomson roared withughter.


    Fade''s expression turned cold when he heard Thomson''sugh over the phone. "You will pay for


    what you said," he seethed under her breath.


    "Ha! Make me pay? I''m looking forward to it, I''ll be waiting for your arrival!" Thomsonughed


    nonchntly and immediately hung up the phone.


    There was a distant look in Fade''s eyes. He crushed the cell phone with his right hand, pulled out


    his own cell phone and called Pablo. "Did you find out their whereabouts?" he asked.


    Meanwhile, back in Dragonville, Pablo was working in Fei Enterprises Holdings Inc. He was swiftly


    typing on hisputer and there was an audible click when he hit the Enter key. "Okay, it''s done.


    President Chen, they are located in a club named ''Night Rose Club'' in the north of Capital City. I will


    send the detailed address to your mobile phone," he reported as he sessfully located the ce.


    Pablo was a technician who once attempted tomit suicide but was rescued by Fade.


    "Alright, thank you for your hard work." Fade received the location shortly after he hung up the


    phone.


    He turned around and waved at Jasmine. "Let''s go


    pay Thomson a visit."


    As both of them stepped out of the studio, the onlookers at the entrance immediately made way


    forthem.


    Behind them, the members of Westbrook Studio let out sighs of relief when they left. They were


    secretly grateful that they had survived. Westbrook and his daughter stared at them as they left,


    their eyes filled with hatred. Gritting his teeth, Westbrook spat, "Fade, I will make you pay."


    Just as the father and daughter duo were about to say something.


    A cold voice rang behind them, "If you are still thinking about taking revenge on Mr. Chen, then


    you''re just trying to get yourself killed."


    The two of them turned their heads in shock as they heard the words, and were stupefied when


    they saw a figure in a ck robe in front of them.


    The figure moved like a ghost. It appeared soundlessly in front of them such that they didn''t realize


    his presence at all.


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    "Who are you? What are you going to do to us?" the two of them asked, looking surprised.


    The dark figure chuckled, "My name is ck Lord, and I am Mr. Chen''s subordinate. Mr. Chen told


    me that there is no ce for your Westbrook Studio in the Capital City now."


    As soon as he finished his words, a suffocating gas burst out from the dark figure and shrouded the


    entire Westbrook Studio, disabling all the members in the studio. Everyone was unable to move.


    Terrified by the sight, Westbrook''s lips trembled, and his face filled with horror. "This, this is a


    method of coercion mastered by an expert in the Earth Realm. Who, who are you, Fade? Who are


    you, really?" Sprawling on the ground, his voice wavered.


    "It will be impossible for you to find out Mr. Chen''s identity!" The dark figure sneered and continued


    to suppress him with his imposing manner.