"How could this happen? Mr. Chapman … lost?" Quentin's face was slack with shock as he beheld Stephan's injuries and the blood he was still coughing up as a result of the man's attack. He'd never anticipated the strength the chunkster had shown—not even Mr. Chapman could rival that kind of power.

"Who is that chunkster? Not even Mr. Chapman could break through his defenses—"

Natasha's face grew serious. She was well aware of the extent of Stephan's capabilities. He was a martial artist who specialized in harnessing the body's internal energy, and his punches were enough to break through stone.

And yet, for someone of his expertise to have not been able to impact the other man in the slightest—it was evident that his opponent would not be easily defeated by ordinary means alone.

"If I'm not mistaken, he's Mr. Williams' second disciple. They call him Rotund Tiger."

Mr. Wangley stroked his beard and said nonchalantly, "This person might seem simple-minded, but the talent he poss