Chapter 572 by Marina Vittori

“Who could it be then?” The Harmons were shocked once again. Who had the power to bring forth Sir Hill? Hector shook his head again. Paul’s appearance was indeed unexpected.

“Tyler Grant, do you think I can’t stop your army?” Paul stood unwavering like a tall mountain, his presence overwhelming. Even the guards behind Tyler began trembling as they held their guns. Not everyone could handle the imposing presence of a grandmaster.

“Hmm?” At that moment, Tyler, who had been indifferent the whole time, finally furrowed his brow. Of course, Paul could stop his army. A martial artist at the level of a grandmaster had transcended the limits of human capabilities. He had the power to single–handedly take on tens of thousands of men. Tyler’s army was naturally not enough to stop him. The important thing was that Paul not only had exceptional skills, but he also had an extremely high standing in the martial world. A hundred thousand martial artists in Balerno would never dare to defy any of his orders.

“Sir Hill, this is my personal grievance with the Harmons. I hope you will stay out of it.” Tyler remained unyielding.

“I love meddling in people’s affairs and will help out if I witness injustice. And since I’ve come across one today, naturally, I won’t sit idly by,” Paul responded calmly.

Tyler narrowed his eyes. “Is it worth becoming an enemy of the Grants for the Harmons?” Both families were part of the Tremendous Three, and each family had their own strengths. While they weren’t afraid of the other, Tyler was unwilling to sour their relationship with the Hills.

“I owe a favor, and I must repay it today. The grievances between your families can be dealt with next time. For now, you will not stir up trouble,” Paul warned him.

“And if I refuse to back down?” Tyler countered. He had gone this far, and it would be like a slap to

his face if he backed down so easily now.

“You refuse to back down? Then let’s see if your army can withstand my power.” As Paul spoke, he forcefully stomped on the ground. The impact caused a resounding explosion, leaving a crater in its wake, and the entire banquet hall shook violently.

At the same time, a violent surge of energy rushed toward Tyler’s armed guards like an avalanche. The black–clad, armed guards staggered backward like they were struck by lightning. Their faces turned pale and they broke out in cold sweat. They couldn’t even hold their guns steady.

The crowd was left utterly speechless at the terrifying sight. That was a grandmaster’s ability! With just one foot, he nearly defeated a hundred armed guards.

Tyler’s brow furrowed. He didn’t expect Paul to truly strike. Wasn’t the crazy old man afraid of instigating a war between the two families?

“Hahaha… Sir Hill is truly domineering. No wonder he’s a martial arts master!”

“With the support of both Sir Moran and Sir Hill, I doubt Tyler would act recklessly!”

“If you think about it, only those two could hold Tyler back.”

Pauls’s single stomp increased the Harmons‘ confidence. It didn’t matter if he was Tyler Grant, General Lionheart, or the great legend. He was no longer a threat to the Harmons.