46. Joining the Clan

Ryder's eyes grew larger than ever.

The scene of the tall but petite body maneuvering and sending blows, punches, and kicks, beating down twelve burly fighters whose statues were double her size

He couldn't help but feel a shiver down his spine as he recalled the sinister smile her face held.

He never expected those badass, handsome guys to be female in disguise.

"Such a rare talent."

He commented.

"Bro, don't you think we should pouch them over? What if some other people approach them?"

Ryder asked, feeling excited about having such outstanding Juniors.

"They won't," Jax replied, closing the laptop.

"How come you're so sure they won't? And who brought you these videos? Do you not trust me again? How could that be? I've always been a loyal dog to you."

Ryder frowned unhappily.

"Of course I remember that. Now get lost," Jax snarled.

"That's Impossible. I'm not getting lost."

Whatever," Jax said, rolling his eyes.

"How About the things I asked you to investigate?"

He asked, putting the