Chapter 672

"Aunt Ophelia, the martial arts community might not have a high status, but Drake has a million martial artists at his command. He's also very close to the Secret Realm. Will he really listen to us and offend the young lord's representative?" Theodore asked. All martial artists were inferior to the experts in the medical field. No matter how powerful they might be, they were no match for the medical experts as long as they were mortal. With the young lord's power at the Miracle Healer Realm, he could easily eliminate Drake. Ophelia didn't mention Leah's tryst with Cyrus to the three. Given the discord among the four Sykes families, their reputation would be utterly ruined if word got out and caused a huge commotion. "I have my ways. Get Drake to meet me tomorrow," Ophelia ordered. "Alright. I'll fence Manor No. 1 tomorrow to isolate those bums so that they won't affect us," Silas said. Ophelia opened her eyes and scowled at him. "You're surprisingly dumb for being in your 60