Felix announced, "Everyone here can take out their phones to record and share this with everyone in Newtown. If anyone thinks I'm putting on a show, so be it. I'm just doing what I believe in."

Despite his words, no one dared pull out their phones. Everyone knew exactly who Felix was.

Within ten minutes, people started flooding in. There were officials from the headquarters and martial artists who had moved here from Martial City. The crowd kept growing.

"Mr. Zeller."

Alistair had shown up too, his eyes gleaming with a strange glint.

"Lord Zeller, what's with all this drama?"

Minutes later, four luxury cars pulled up. A young man stepped out, his face dripping with arrogance. He clearly did not think much of Felix.

Alistair said, "My Lord, that's Laurent Norton, Newtown's commissioner appointed by headquarters."

Felix's brow furrowed at Alistair's words. How could they possibly put this fool in charge of such an important city?

The man was still stuck in the Innate Re