Since Alex Rockefeller was superior to Zachary Xavier, didn’t that make Alex a Grandmaster?

He was a young Grandmaster!

Even if Wayne Larsen was not someone from the martial arts realm, he knew that Grandmasters couldn’t be insulted. One would be killed for insulting a Grandmaster.

Hence, Wayne instantly appeared angry. “Phoebe, this is a serious warning. You mustn’t be disrespectful toward Mr. Rockefeller. Moreover, you are not to address him as a jerk. Otherwise, even I can’t save you… Now, is Mr. Rockefeller there?” Wayne asked.

Phoebe Larsen had never seen her father this angry.

She felt aggravated.

“How am I supposed to know where he’s gone? I was taking a shower earlier, and I asked him to wait for me. But, he sneaked away. What a jerk…” Phoebe said.

“Where are you?” Wayne asked.

“I’m at a hotel!” Phoebe answered.

Wayne connected the dots on his own.

He was immediately startled.

An image of a man waiting outside the bathroom while his daughter showered inside appeared