Chapter 155

Zander’s punch could've left Frederick crippled for years. But as Zander's fist was mere inches from Frederick's eye, Frederick's hand clamped down hard on Zander's wrist.

His strength was like a mountain pressing down on the ground, leaving Zander unable to move.

Zander's face turned red with effort. "Are you... Are you also a Savant Grandmaster?"

Frederick didn't answer. Instead, he snapped Zander's arm, causing the latter to collapse in pain.

"Anyone who insults my mother must die!" Frederick said dangerously.

"Zander? Damn it! There's trouble!" The Lester family’s guards immediately surrounded them. Just as they were about to attack, two figures suddenly appeared.

"Hold it, everyone! There can't be any bloodshed at the master's birthday banquet!"

It was Frederick's uncles, Tyrell and Barrett, who stepped forward with crossed arms. Seeing Frederick, they chuckled.

"Well, well! Look who's here!"

"Since you're here, why not take a seat and have a meal before you go? We don't