Chapter 115


    Soon after Jennifer left, Donald walked into the ward.


    “Donald...” Rafe opened his mouth, attempting to say something.


    “I know. Jennifer was here,” Donald said with a calm face. There was no emotion in his eyes.


    “She asked you to give her a call,” Rafe said.


    Donald smiled, shaking his head. “Let''s talk about that some other time. You can finally get


    discharged from the hospital after a few days. Have you thought of what you''re going to do next?”


    Rafe shook his head as well. “I have no idea.”


    “How about I assign you a new project?” Donald asked.


    Rafe froze. “What project?”


    “It’s a small project called ''Project Eternity.'' The job is not thatplicated. Generally, you''ll need to


    negotiate or bid with the business partners who request to coborate with us. The base sry is


    ten thousand, and you''ll also receive an additional one percent of the revenue for every sessful


    project asmission. What do you think?” Donald asked.


    Rafe pondered for a moment. “Okay. Do you have any training materials for that?”


    “Yes. I''ll send someone to provide you a series of training after this.”


    “How big is that project? How much funds does it have?” Rafe asked.


    “It''s just a small project. I believe that you can handle it well.”


    The two chatted for a while before Donald left.


    Just then, he received a call from Tyson. “Mr. Campbell, I''m afraid I might need you toe over to


    Octagon Sect now. Things are getting a little troublesome.”


    “Okay. Wait for me.” Donald hung up the call.


    Meanwhile, Tyson, Zayne, and Lucas were taking Jasper to Octagon Sect. They nned to execute


    him in front of every one of the Octagon Sect. In the car, Jasper demanded that he needed to give


    his mother, grandfather, and uncle a call. Naturally, Zayne was not afraid of that, so he let Jasper do


    so.


    After all, Zayne did not even give a hoot about the member from Octagon Sect.


    At that moment, the sky was already dark. All the buildings were brightly lit up, including the base of


    Octagon Sect.


    Octagon Sect had purchased a plot ofnd on the outskirts of Pollerton. They then built a manor on


    it that covered an area of more than eight thousand square meters as their base. Moreover, they


    had established a martial hall, underground boxing arena, and a fighting ring for dogs.


    Just then, Zayne was staring at the people in front of him coldly. There was some blood around the


    corner of his lips.


    A tall, muscr man with a beard was standing opposite him. He was wearing white karate attire,


    and he looked like he was in his forties. Pointing at Zayne, he roared, “Yourbat arts are trash


    compared to Jeradus Karate!”


    Zayne remained silent. He clenched his fist and rushed forward to throw a punch at that man''s


    chest.


    Nevertheless, that man did not try to dodge. He stood there motionlessly, letting Zayne punch at


    him.


    Boom!


    Zayne''s fistnded on his chest, creating a loud sound. The man, however, was as sturdy as a


    mountain. He continued to stand still. The next second, he lifted his left leg to step on Zayne''s calf.


    Crack!


    Zayne''s leg broke into an unnatural form. He knelt on the ground as his expression turned ferocious


    and twisted in pain. A light sheen of perspiration formed on his forehead as he clenched his teeth


    furiously. The muscr man grabbed his hair and kicked his face with a knee, sending him flying


    backward.


    He was ruthless in his attack.


    Zayne flew for around five to six meters before copsing to the ground. He coughed up blood


    helplessly, and his face was a bloody mess.


    “One of the five most powerful men in Pollerton? You''re just a piece of trash!” that muscr man


    cursed in broken Chanaean.


    “Who are you?” Lucas asked coldly.


    The man''s wife, who was also Jasper''s mother, was the president of the Pollerton branch''s Karate


    Association. However, Lucas had never seen that man before. He''s definitely not a nameless


    nobody in Jeradus!


    The muscr man turned to look at Lucas with a strange gaze. He seemed to be gloating, as there


    was a sense of superiority on his face. “Who am I?”


    He added, “Someone will tell you about itter.”ConTEent bel0ngs to N?v(e)lD/rama(.)Org .


    As soon as he finished his words, an elder in hisbat attire walked out. For every step he took,


    he left a series of afterimages behind him. Within a second, he raised his hand and hit Tyson''s


    shoulder. Then, he carried Jasper and moved to the side.