The Seven Sisters and Their Hidden King-Chapter 215: Pay Respects to the King of Horizon

Their voices echoed thunderously, filled with awe and excitement.

Many had dreamed of witnessing the King of Horizon in person, but few ever had the chance. Until now, whenever he appeared, he wore the iconic dragon-head mask—his true face remained a mystery.

But today—

They were finally seeing the legendary King of Horizon with their own eyes!

How could they not be overwhelmed with excitement? Their hearts pounded as if they might explode.

"Sinner Nate pays respects to the King of Horizon!"

Nate's entire body trembled. His arrogance had completely vanished, replaced by utter fear.

In the end, he kowtowed deeply, slamming his forehead against the ground in submission.

Karl did the same.

After all, it had all started because of him.

He never imagined the man who had stood up for the Kelvin family would turn out to be one of the most powerful figures in the nation—the King of Horizon himself!

Nor had he dreamed that the person about to issue an SSS-level arrest warrant... was also the King of Horizon.

Even if his entire family were wiped out, it wouldn't be enough to atone for his sins.

Karl's breathing grew erratic, and he felt the air thinning. Panic overtook him.

He collapsed to the ground, pale as death—like every drop of blood had drained from his body.

"John... you..."

Bertha was stunned.

Her beautiful face shifted rapidly from shock to disbelief, and finally to overwhelming joy. Her eyes brimmed with tears.

Her slender frame trembled slightly.

John, her dearest younger brother—gone for fifteen years—had returned as the unparalleled hero of the United States: the King of Horizon.

What an incredible surprise.

Her heart swelled with emotion. The joy and astonishment were beyond words. Her heaving chest was the only visible expression of her turbulent feelings.

"Bertha, leader of the Central US Martial Arts League, pays respects to the King of Horizon!"

She was about to kneel when John gently held her up with a smile.

"Seventh Sister, don't do that. I may be the King of Horizon, but I'm still your brother, John. How could I accept you kneeling to me?"

"No... this is the rule of the Martial Arts League," she said firmly.

Though the King of Horizon wasn't technically part of the Martial Arts League's hierarchy, the entire league across the country answered to him. Everyone knew that without the Oracle and the King of Horizon, the Martial Arts League wouldn't enjoy the peace and authority it had today.

Bertha insisted.

Suddenly, a mischievous glint flashed in John's eyes. He leaned in and whispered in her ear:

"Seventh Sister, I'd rather you 'forget' to lock the bathroom door a few more times than kneel to me. Hahaha..."

His teasing voice made Bertha flush crimson. In an instant, the majestic image of the King of Horizon in her heart came crashing down.

So he was still that mischievous little rascal.

But... couldn't he have said that on another occasion?

If anyone overheard, wouldn't it ruin his reputation as the mighty King of Horizon?

Biting her lip, Bertha glared at John. She quickly glanced around to make sure no one had heard him—and only then did she breathe a sigh of relief.

In truth, she didn't know that at that moment, Nate and the others were so overwhelmed by fear that their minds had gone blank. Their brains buzzed with terror. How could they possibly eavesdrop?

Even if they could—they wouldn't dare.

In the end, Bertha didn't kneel.

Meanwhile, the playful smirk on John's face faded.

He walked up to Nate, his tone serious. "Nate, do you have any objections to my judgment?"

"The sinner Nate thanks you for sparing my life!" Nate cried.

How could he dare object?

To offend the King of Horizon was to invite death.

But John hadn't executed him, nor had he imprisoned him—only demoted him.

Nate knew he was incredibly lucky.

John gave a slight nod and turned away. He didn't need to micromanage. Nate would follow his orders to the letter. How it was executed didn't concern him.

Turning to Bertha, he asked, "Seventh Sister, why aren't you in Central US? What brings you here?"

"The mutant," Bertha replied, now much calmer.

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The initial awe of learning John's identity had passed. She returned to her usual composed self.

Because no matter how high John rose, he was still her little brother.

And if this new identity created distance between them, Bertha would rather not have it.

After all, she'd already experienced the shock of learning John was a cultivator. Compared to that, learning he was the King of Horizon wasn't so far-fetched.

With that thought, her heart settled.

But when the conversation returned to the mutated person, her expression grew serious.

"I don't know where it came from. The first crime happened in Central US. By the time we realized what was going on, it had already struck multiple times. Now it's fled to the Eastern region, where it brutally killed three more people. It's a real problem."

So that's why she came to the Eastern Region.

John thought for a moment, then turned back to Nate.

"We'll discuss your demotion later. For now, remain leader of the Eastern Martial Arts League and assist my sister in capturing the mutant."

He understood priorities. Right now, solving the mutant crisis was more important than reshuffling internal positions.

"Understood, sir!" Nate replied respectfully.

Just then, Bertha's eyes lit up. "John, you're a cultivator, right?

If you join me on this mission, that vicious mutant won't stand a chance."