Chapter 163 A New Martial Art

"Humph! Call that bastard right now! Ask him what he did to me and why I’m like this! Get to the bottom of it!" Shuva shouted, her eyes wide with anger. Foster sighed helplessly and replied, "Alright." He then stepped out of the hospital room and dialed Tyre’s number. The phone rang, and Tyre glanced at the caller ID, seeing it was Foster. He hesitated for a moment but chose not to answer. Instead, he put his phone on silent and turned off the screen. Tyre knew that Foster’s call was most likely related to the events that had transpired earlier that day. Tyre had always considered Foster like family, holding him in high regard, but that didn’t mean he would blindly follow Foster’s wishes. However, Shuva was a different matter. Although Tyre had tolerated Shuva’s actions for a long time, everyone has their limits, and Shuva had crossed Tyre's. His anger had finally erupted, like a volcano that could no longer be contained. Tyre wasn’t going to continue tolerating Shuva just because