Take A Strike From Me

Jonathan, dressed in white, stepped into the hall. All eyes turned toward him with various expressions.

"Willa shall belong to me!"

His voice wasn't loud, but it resonated throughout the hall, clearly audible to everyone. Especially when, upon entering the conference hall, he looked directly at Heath, his intention obvious. This caused a change in the expressions of everyone in the Divine Will Sect team.

Willa, in a plain dress, followed behind Jonathan. Upon hearing his words,...