Before Rex could finish his sentence, he was kicked to the ground by the young man who had just gotten out of the car.

"You bastard! How dare you speak to Mr. Zeller like that? Apologize right now!"

The young man who had gotten out of the car was Tristan Jacinto. When he heard Felix's voice, his body trembled in fear. After hearing Rex's words, he felt as though his soul had left his body.

After his arm was ruined, Tristan was, of course, unwilling to accept it. Jeremiah was even more furious and, naturally, sought ways to take revenge on Felix. However, early in the morning, they had learned of the complete destruction of the entire Abyssal Surge Sect. They nearly lost their breath from shock.

Abyssal Surge Sect was such a powerful force. Yet, it had been wiped out overnight. How dare Tristan and Jeremiah cause trouble? Their fear of Felix had deeply etched itself into their bones.

"Mr. Jacinto, you—" Rex, who had just gotten up, was still in shock when Tristan grabbed his collar