A Promise Worth More Than Life
Smith's face turned dark.
He hadn't expected Yana to dare to go against him, and he spoke harshly.
"Presumptuous, what do you mean by this? I'm doing this for the Tyson family's good."
The entire reception hall fell silent.
The words struck like a hammer.
Many Tyson Family members instinctively lowered their heads.
Even some of the guests from other Old Martial Arts households felt a chill run down their spines.
After all, Elder Smith wasn't merely an elder.
He represented Voidspring Mountain.
His words carried the weight of one of the strongest Old Martial Arts forces in the Farlands.
Yet Yana Tyson showed no intention of retreating.
Her beautiful orange eyes remained fixed on Elder Smith.
Her back stood straight.
Not a trace of fear could be seen on her face.
"If you still recognize your identity as a disciple of Voidspring Mountain, follow my orders, or from today on, Voidspring Mountain will have nothing to do with the Tyson Family!"
