Chapter 212: SSS-Level Wanted Warrant
"I... I'm the guardian of the Eastern Martial Arts League—Guardian Johnson!"
Karl tried to suppress the tremble in his voice as he answered, doing his best to maintain composure under John's oppressive presence.
"Sawyer Welch— is he your disciple?" John asked again, eyes piercing.
"Yes..." Karl admitted, his voice barely audible.
"Was there any favoritism in the competition between the Kelvin family and the Welch family?" John continued, each word slicing the air like a blade.
"...Yes."
In the face of John's overwhelming aura, Karl Johnson—the once untouchable guardian of the Martial Arts League—was reduced to a puppet, unable to resist. He answered reflexively, his will crumbling under the sheer force of John's presence. It was as if he were the one being judged, and John the wielder of justice.
The scene was surreal.
Everyone who had been forced back by the initial explosion of John's spiritual energy now stood frozen in place. Though none dared to approach, all strained to listen.
And when Karl's admission echoed through the courtyard, a ripple of disbelief and tension surged through the crowd.
Everyone had speculated that Sawyer Welch, Guardian Johnson's disciple, had received preferential treatment during the martial arts competition. But hearing it confirmed—directly from Karl's own lips—transformed suspicion into undeniable truth.