Martial Art Manuals

Harrison's skin prickled as Logan's whisper cut sharply into his ear, cold, unfeeling, and arrogant. His body trembled slightly, realizing Logan was deadly serious. He felt a profound, unprecedented fear wash over him.

Logan continued, "Obey me carefully, you old far. If you don't cooperate, you will die. Dismiss all of Ariana's demands against me. Do not impose any penalties that would harm me. Instead, you must ensure Ariana compensates for all of this."

"But…" Harrison began to protest.

"Shut your mouth," Logan hissed like a snake. "Don't you realize your life and death are in my hands, old man?!"

Judge Harrison immediately fell silent. Logan felt he had made himself perfectly clear. With a final pat on the judge's shoulder, he stood up and turned to face the room, surveying the gathered crowd.

DING!

[Wow, you really know the fastest way to become popular, don't you?]

Logan scratched his head, ignoring the system widget blinking in front of him.

[Even though popularity gives a plea