An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori Chapter 1209

Woody was scared out of his wits. He trembled in fear. The Drunken Maniac’s appearance had unleashed his deepest, darkest fear. Ten years ago, he was just a small fry in the Martial Arts Union.

He was full of fighting spirit the night he received the mission to capture the criminals. Beyond excited, he thought that would be his one chance to prove himself. He was going to make a name for himself.

But it wasn’t until they reached the battlefield that he realized how cruel reality was. He saw with his own eyes how his comrades were shredded into pieces.

He saw how his leader was beheaded. And he saw how all the experts he had looked up to were murdered. They had all been utterly defenseless against their opponents and were killed upon contact.

He was thoroughly traumatized by the bloody and gory scenes that had unfolded before his eyes. To this very day, those scenes still haunt his every nightmare. He would shake involuntarily every time he was reminded of what happened.

The fact was, he had only survived that night due to pure luck. At the most critical moment, he got the brilliant idea to feign death. So he dropped to the ground and played dead. And that was how he had made it out alive.

Though he was promoted after the battle, he was scared out of his wits. He lost all the ambition he had when he started.

He had thought that he’d finally gotten over those nightmares and that they would never appear anymore. But now, the murder machine from his memories appeared before him again. All the terrifying memories from before seemed to awaken within him, stirring up all his hidden fears.

Maniac? This grubby

possible?

Drunken Maniac is still alive and

the Drunken Maniac? Is he

Drunken Maniac’s an ultimate grandmaster! He’s one of the top ten greatest martial artists in the entire

pinnacle! Do you think he’s

top ten greatest martial artists?”

the experts from the various guilds

to show respect to such a formidable person. To them, an ultimate grandmaster of such level was no longer a mere mortal. Instead, he was more like

Drunken Maniac called out to Woody. That scared him so much that his

know who you were. Please don’t take it to heart, and I hope you find it

head low. He looked flustered and frightened to the core. “Huh?” The Drunken Maniac raised

he did was call out to him. Why was he so scared? Were people from the Martial Arts Union

so I’ll let you go

waved his hand as he continued calmly, “Go back and convey my message to Cesar Fent.