Chapter 691: Chapter 691 A Cage For A President
I stared coldly at Sybil Cooper, watching him tense up against his will.
Despite being the president of the Capital City Martial Arts Association and weathering countless battles throughout his career, Sybil Cooper couldn’t stop himself from shouting when facing me, "Mason Raymond, don’t push your luck! I’m the president of the Capital City Martial Arts Association! Do you realize what happens when you threaten us?!"
His reminder seemed to spark something in me.
I smirked. "I’ve had a change of heart. You get two days now, remember that—no more than two days."
"If Mabel Sean isn’t standing in front of me in two days, I’ll execute the Capital City Martial Arts Association president in public!"
"If the higher-ups don’t care about the humiliation, they can do whatever they want!"
After dropping those words, I spun around and walked away.
Orr Austen and Desmond Fabiola trailed behind me, and nobody dared block our exit.
Once I left the Capital City Martial Arts Association, I headed straight back to Green Moon Villa.
Time was running short for Orr Austen and Desmond Fabiola, so I could only spare the Capital City Martial Arts Association two days maximum.
If the Capital City Martial Arts Association refused to free Mabel Sean after two days, I would execute the president of the Capital City Martial Arts Association before the entire world!
——
Word of this incident spread like wildfire.
Never before in history had anyone captured the president of the Capital City Martial Arts Association!
"Even the president got nabbed—this is absolutely insane..."
"Yeah, capture the leader to catch the gang. That’s classic Mason Raymond."
"For Mabel Sean, Mason Raymond really went all out..."
Heated discussions erupted everywhere, with nearly everyone buzzing about this situation.
The president’s capture had definitely damaged the Capital City Martial Arts Association’s reputation.
At the Capital City Martial Arts Association, Phoebe Billy quietly puffed on a cigarette.
After some thought, Phoebe Billy stood up and headed toward his office.
Inside his office, Phoebe Billy shut the door firmly, then placed a call to Mason Raymond.
——
Right then, I was sitting cross-legged in my room.
My expression was ice-cold, my eyes barely open, yet anyone could sense the killing intent radiating from me.
When I saw Phoebe Billy calling, I frowned and answered the phone.
"Yeah," I said flatly.
Phoebe Billy cut straight to the chase on the other end: "Mason Raymond, to the higher-ups, Sybil Cooper is just a chess piece, and they probably won’t agree to your demands."
My face twisted with rage at those words.
I drew a deep breath and asked, "Who exactly are these higher-ups?"
Phoebe Billy let out a bitter laugh. "Nobody knows who they are, not even Sybil Cooper."
I went quiet.
My knowledge of the Capital City Martial Arts Association was limited, and I knew even less about these mysterious higher-ups.
"Sybil Cooper is still the president, recognized worldwide. Even if they don’t value his life, they’ll care about his presidential status," I said grimly.
As I pointed out, even aristocratic families deeply valued their reputation, let alone the Capital City Martial Arts Association.
News of Sybil Cooper’s capture was creating huge waves.
If the Capital City Martial Arts Association couldn’t even rescue their president, they wouldn’t just lose face—they’d lose all authority and respect!
"Let’s hope that’s true," Phoebe Billy said seriously.
I sneered. "Even if they really abandon Sybil Cooper, that works in my favor too."
"Once I kill Sybil Cooper, you’ll become the next president."
Phoebe Billy paused, then laughed bitterly. "That’s actually true."
I grunted in agreement and said, "If you hear anything, make sure to tell me."
After saying that, I hung up immediately.
Then I got up and left my room, eventually reaching a dark basement.
The basement was incredibly damp and shadowy, and I had even tossed the masked woman’s coffin down here.
The whole basement was freezing cold—so cold that even Sybil Cooper’s face had turned blue and puffy.
A small dog cage sat in the basement.
Sybil Cooper was currently locked inside that dog cage, with Orr Austen and Desmond Fabiola standing guard.
Sybil Cooper trembled uncontrollably in the cage, his face ghostly pale and clearly in agony.
When he spotted me, Sybil Cooper quickly clutched the cage bars.
"Mason Raymond, let me out!" Sybil Cooper screamed furiously.
I gave Sybil Cooper a cold look and said, "What’s wrong? Feeling pretty miserable?"
Sybil Cooper gritted his teeth and snapped back, "I’m the president of the Capital City Martial Arts Association! You stuffed me in this tiny dog cage—I...I’ll kill you!"
I couldn’t help but laugh. "What, finally getting a taste of humiliation? When Mabel Sean was trapped in your prison, wasn’t she suffering too?"
"All those martial artists who got framed with fake charges just because they disagreed with your Association—don’t they have any dignity!?"
My roar made the entire cage shake!
Dust rained down throughout the basement.
"Sybil Cooper, I told you I’d make you endure a hundred, even a thousand times more pain!" I sneered.
Sybil Cooper glared at me angrily and said, "The Capital City Martial Arts Association won’t spare you—you’re finished!"
I didn’t bother responding to Sybil Cooper, kicked the cage, and turned to leave.
——
Meanwhile, a meeting was underway at the Capital City Martial Arts Association.
In the conference room, those high-ranking officials remained hidden in the shadows.
The person running the meeting wasn’t Sybil Cooper, but Phoebe Billy.
"Mason Raymond stormed the prison with two incredibly powerful companions," Phoebe Billy reported honestly.
"President Cooper, wielding a Martial Saint Weapon, not only failed to injure Mason Raymond at all but also lost the Prajna Ruler to him."
The entire conference room went silent.
After what felt like an eternity, someone finally spoke: "Sybil Cooper is still the president; he can’t die; even if he dies, it can’t be at Mason Raymond’s hands."
"Exactly, we need to bring him back no matter what."
Hearing this, Phoebe Billy quickly said, "But... Mason Raymond demands we trade Mabel Sean for his release. Do we... accept his terms?"
