After a happy day, everyone returned to their usual routines the next morning.After breakfast, Gunter greeted everyone and went to Walberton Martial Arts School as usual. However, he spoke much less than before.It was obvious to everyone that he was homesick. However, with his parents missing, it

Ivan's thoughts were quite similar to Alexander's; he too was ready to get serious.Suddenly, on both sides of Alexander, identical pieces of magic cloth appeared, hovering in the air. A normal person might think that one of these cloths was real while the other was fake, and would attack one or bot

"We'll do a martial arts contest. The winner becomes the head of the family!" Ivan declared firmly, his body radiating with energy.He disdained scheming, believing in the supremacy of brute strength where the biggest fist determined the truth.'He's going to lose.'Alexander shook his head slightly

"I respected you as an honored guest, Alexander, but you cannot be this disrespectful." The Great Elder, feeling affronted in front of the entire clan, suppressed his anger and spoke in a low voice. Only someone as powerful as Alexander could speak this way without immediate retaliation."Disrespect

Alexander scanned his surroundings, finding the situation somewhat amusing, and responded cautiously, "Is that so? Should I thank you, then?"The Great Elder, noticing something was amiss, tried to show goodwill, demonstrating his cunning. However, this tactic was useless against Alexander. This was