Bab 388: The Underworld King

"You what?" Marc Gavin took swallowed some tea and scolded Qian Jin. "You are in Torrent Battle Fort now and you are a worthy successor! How can you not tell me about this? You think I'm not powerful enough to settle this for you?"

Out of awkwardness, Qian Jin made a sheepish grin. He had caused enough disturbance for this organization. Although the Blacksmith Union and the Rays had been kept at bay, there were still uncertainties.

He couldn't bother Marc Gavin with this mess under such circumstances. No matter how influential the battle fort was, it was still difficult to deal with three other forces at the same time, especially without the Saint Warrior Fabreidis being here.

"Marc, I'm thinking of to paying a visit to the Mayor. I have planned to explain this to him personally. If it comes to it, I'll cover the medical costs for him."