Confronted by the arrogant Iris Darren, Garcia Coleman seethed with rage.
His eyes narrowed as he spoke, "Darren, you're underestimating the Capital City Martial Arts Association. You actually believe your white bone army can threaten the Association?"
Iris Darren burst into laughter, "You mean those eight senior officials of the Capital City Martial Arts Association?"
Garcia's brow furrowed slightly.
Iris had struck right at the heart of the matter.
Iris sneered, "Don't forget who I am, boy. I know far more than you ever will!"
"If those eight senior officials could make an appearance, would it be your moment to show off?"
Garcia's face darkened and he fell silent for a beat.
Iris clapped Garcia's shoulder, saying, "Those prisoners are useless anyway. Just hand them over to me. It won't hurt you."
"As compensation, I'll offer you a thousand spiritual stones."
