The Seven Sisters and Their Hidden King-Chapter 212: SSS-Level Wanted Warrant

Karl suddenly snapped out of his stupor, realizing the trap he had just walked into. His expression twisted into rage and shame.

"Y-You... What kind of sorcery did you use on me?!" he shouted, trying to deflect blame, voice laced with desperation. "This is witchcraft!"

John shook his head in contempt. "You're bolder than I thought."

BANG!

Without warning, his foot shot out and slammed into Karl's abdomen. The force of the blow sent the so-called guardian crumpling to the ground, gasping and groaning in agony.

The bystanders were struck dumb.

He just kicked the guardian of the Martial Arts League...!

Had this man lost his mind? Did he think he could take on the entire Martial Arts League of the United States alone?

Alfred had just climbed to his feet from the floor. When he saw what John had done, his legs nearly gave way again.

Tanner, Matt, and the others rushed to help Alfred up. But what they witnessed next only deepened their fear and panic.

This disaster was spiraling beyond control.

Would John next slap the face of the lord of the Martial Arts League himself?

The Kelvin family could no longer keep up with John's pace of destruction.

Panicking, Tanner suddenly ran forward and dropped to his knees in front of the Martial Arts League's law enforcement officers.

"Your Excellencies! This has nothing to do with our Kelvin family! This man, this thug surnamed Lopez—he acted alone! Please, I beg of you, don't punish us for his crimes!"

Alfred's face turned crimson. "You coward! I raised you, and this is the man you've become?!"

"Call me a coward. Call me whatever you want, Father," Tanner said bitterly, "But I must protect the Kelvin family. We were deceived by this man—we're victims in this mess too!"

"Yes! Brother's right," Matt chimed in. "Father, you can't drag the whole Kelvin family down just because of misplaced loyalty. We've got nothing to do with that lunatic!"

Matt, too, ran to kneel beside Tanner, fear etched across his face.

"I-I've married Leon now! I'm part of the Wodehouse family! I don't know anything about this madness!"

Lydia stumbled as she ran toward Leon's side, severing ties with the Kelvin family without hesitation.

Leon sneered. "Lydia, weren't you the one screaming for divorce the other day? Now you're suddenly claiming to be part of the Wodehouse family again? You switch sides faster than the wind."

"What are you saying, darling? I was just upset when I said that! Angry words, nothing more. Don't take them seriously!"

"Oh? If we're not getting divorced, then fine. But when you get home tonight, be prepared to crawl into bed and bark like a dog."

One by one, the core members of the Kelvin family either turned their coats or grovelled. Only a few stood with any remaining dignity.

Alfred's old body trembled with fury. "You... You are all a disgrace! You shame the name of the Kelvin family!"

John turned to the old man, his tone calm but cutting. "Old dog, it seems your descendants share none of your spine. Whatever honor you once had, it died with you."

Though the words were meant as a backhanded compliment, Alfred took no joy from them.

Meanwhile, Karl had finally struggled to his feet, clutching his abdomen, his face pale with pain and rage.

"You... You're now officially classified as an SSS–level wanted criminal by the Martial Arts League. I'm going back right now to request reinforcement from the Houston Martial Arts League. The Kelvin family will suffer for aiding and abetting you!"

BOOM!

The words struck the Kelvin family like a thunderclap, blasting through their minds and sinking into their bones.

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SSS-level wanted criminal?!

That was the highest tier of warrant issued by the Martial Arts League!

Only individuals deemed threats to national martial safety and global balance were ever branded at that level.

Punishment was absolute. Unforgiving.

And if the powerful figures of the Houston Martial Arts League got involved, there would be no saving John. He would be killed without question.

And the Kelvin family? Collateral damage.

"We're finished," someone whispered.

John stood unmoved. His voice was low and full of cold irony. "SSS-level wanted criminal... So this is the so-called justice of the Martial Arts League?"

He raised his eyes, looking not at Karl, but beyond him—through him.

"I see it clearly now. The same Martial Arts League I fought to protect... is the one calling for my head."

He continued, voice rising.

"I bled for this country. I led soldiers to the border. I held back invading powers and kept foreign martial clans trembling beyond our gates."

"And yet, this country I swore to defend... gave birth to maggots like you."

He stepped forward.

"Seems like the Martial Arts League needs a good cleansing."

John's eyes locked onto Karl, now struggling to keep his footing.

"You want me labeled an SSS-level threat? Fine." His voice dropped, dangerous and final. "Then take me to the Eastern Martial Arts League. Let me meet your lord."

"I want to see whether the flag above your heads stands for justice—or if it's just a mask to hide your filth."

"And go ahead. Call your friends in the Houston Martial Arts League. Call them all."

"I—John Lopez—will sit in your so-called justice hall and wait."

He raised his hand and pointed straight ahead.

"Lead the way!"