Living With My Lady Boss

Wilbur scoffed and turned to Skyler. "Break him." Since this man was still being so cocky, there was no point in negotiations anymore.

Skyler had been waiting for orders to strike and got to his feet at once. The two bodyguards behind Tenson shouted, charging toward him.

Skyler punched twice and sent the bodyguards collapsing to the ground with a dull thud. He then turned to Tenson, walking over slowly.

Tenson's expression darkened, and his aura surged forth from his body as he raised his hands to strike at Skyler's neck and ribs.

The two moves would be fatal if they connected.

However, Skyler used Splitmove and Tenson lost sight of his target immediately. He reeled in shock, realizing that he was going against an expert.

Skyler appeared behind Tenson right after, landing a heavy blow squarely on his back. RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

Tenson coughed up a mouthful of blood as he went flying, knocking into tables and chairs on the way.

Skyler followed closely behind him, grabbing one of Tenson's arms. Skyler raised a hand and brought it down on Tenson's wrist. The attack was infused with spiritual energy.

Blood splattered everywhere as Tenson's hand got chopped off just like that. It was then unceremoniously tossed outside.

Tenson cried out in agony, curling up in a corner as he eyed Skyler in terror.

Skyler smirked, sitting back down next to Wilbur.

Howard was at a loss for words. How had Tenson lost one of his hands just like that? Was he not a cultivator? Howard knew just how powerful Tenson was. How was he defeated so easily? Wilbur looked over at Tenson and asked, "Do you still think you're all that powerful?" "Y-You!" Tenson clutched his handless arm, shouting at the top of his lungs, "The Anne family is full of Ambience level cultivators, and my elder just beca Sanctuary level cultivator last night! How dare you chop my hand off! My clan leader and elder are going to get you! You're going to die a very painful death." Wilbur scoffed at the sight of a howling Tenson, dialing Sam's number and putting the call on loudspeaker.

A while later, Sam's voice cringing through the phone.

"Hello, honorable senior. What can | do for you?" "Is there a Tenson Anne in your clan?" Wilbur asked coldly.

Sam answered at once, "Yes. He's my nephew. The Anne family chose him to run our family business over in Lincoln City." "Is he only tasked to run your businesses?" "Of course. We have almost five hundred clan members, so we wouldn't be able to survive just on farming." "Is that so? | think Tenson's doing a little more than just that." Sam could sense that something was off then and hurried to say, "Senior, did he offend you? I'll have him cback this very instant to punish him." "He's been abusing his power in Lincoln City, terrorizing the weak and wreaking havoc. Do you know about this?" Wilbur asked.

Sam panicked at once. "What? We had no idea! The clan only had him run these businesses so we could sustain ourselves. I'd punish Tenson heavily if he did something like that." "He's already been punished. | cut one of his hands off. Is there a problem with that?" Wilbur asked coldly.

Sam was quiet for a while before finally saying, "Senior, forget the hand. I'd have nothing to say even if you were to kill him." Wilbur then turned to Tenson and asked, "Did you hear that?"