Chapter 277

Frederick's words were resounding and powerful. It left Jennifer momentarily stunned.

Keith hurried forward to inspect Peter's condition, only to find that the latter was completely lifeless.

"He's dead…?" Keith's eyes widened in disbelief.

Peter was, after all, a formidable figure of the Smiths’ older generation. He was a Sovereign Grandmaster at his peak—and he was felled by just a few slaps from Frederick!

Killing Peter in front of Keith was also disrespecting the Yarborough family. But now, even Keith himself seemed hesitant. He was afraid to take unnecessary risks.

It was just a one-in-a-million chance, but what if he wasn't a match for Frederick?

The thought made Keith suppress his unease and feign disdain. "Who would have thought that the strongest of the Smith family from back then would end up so useless now? Imagine, to have been brought down by just a few slaps!"

Disparaging Peter was necessary to shift the blame from Frederick and onto Peter himself. It made it so