Leo was shaking with rage, his whole body trembling as he pulled out his phone.

"Alright! Keep acting tough! You said my uncle bows to you, right? Fine! You're dead! No one's going to save you now!"

"Let me make the call."

Before he could dial, Felix had already beaten him to it. He pulled out his phone and dialed a number, putting it on speaker.

"Yes, Felix," a woman's voice answered on the other end.

"Do you have a cousin with the last name Mitchell?" Felix asked casually. "He seems pretty full of himself. I'll leave the rest to you—I don't want to see him again."

Cousin?

Wendy's voice suddenly grew cold. "Leo Mitchell! Is that you?"

In an instant, the once-arrogant Leo turned into a meek kitten. "Wendy? Is that you?"

"Who else would it be? Haven't I told you to never mess with anyone named Felix? What? Did a horse kick you in the head, or have you gone deaf?"

Leo swallowed hard, his eyes filled with fear. Wendy had indeed warned him, but how could he have known that some