The Seven Sisters and Their Hidden King-Chapter 216: The Adjudication of the Martial Arts League

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Chapter 216 - 216: The Adjudication of the Martial Arts League

At the Kelvin family estate, despair still echoed through the air.

The crowd surrounding them, eagerly waiting for the Martial Arts League's verdict, remained gleeful, expecting the Kelvin family to face punishment.

By this time, the law enforcers should've returned. So why hadn't they come back yet?

Everyone was growing impatient, eager to witness the destruction of the Kelvin family—what they believed would be a historic moment in Chicago's power shift.

Finally.

After what felt like an eternity, a man in the uniform of a Martial Arts League guardian approached.

But it wasn't Karl?

Everyone was bewildered.

The two law enforcers stationed to guard the Kelvin family quickly stepped forward and saluted respectfully.

"Guardian Kurds, the two of us were ordered by Guardian Johnson to guard the Kelvin family. So far, no one has attempted to escape."

Guardian Kurds gave a slight nod, walked past them, and approached Alfred.

"Are you Alfred?"

"Yes, sir. I'm Alfred," Alfred replied with a trembling voice, his face pale and filled with fear.

Guardian Kurds gave him a long, meaningful look.

"Alfred, I'm here on behalf of the Eastern Martial Arts League to announce the result of the competition."

The result of the competition?

Everyone, including Alfred, was stunned.

Weren't they supposed to announce the punishment for the Kelvin family? Why was he talking about the competition now?

By now, everyone had assumed that the competition between the Kelvin and Welch families was irrelevant. John's bold defiance had clearly angered the League, shifting the focus from the contest to the impending punishment of both John and the Kelvin family.

But suddenly, Guardian Kurds brought the attention back to the original issue.

Everyone was confused.

So was Alfred.

Then, Guardian Kurds announced loudly, "After a thorough and serious review by the Eastern Martial Arts League, it has been determined that this competition, which involved the fate of two clans, ended in victory for the Kelvin family. Therefore, the Welch family must surrender ninety percent of their assets and leave Chicago within three days. Failure to comply will result in severe punishment from the Martial Arts League."

Silence.

Complete and utter silence.

The entire crowd froze in disbelief, unable to process the massive reversal.

The Kelvin family won?

Even Alfred stood motionless, his silver hair trembling slightly.

"Guardian, are you saying... that our Kelvin family won't be punished? That we'll receive ninety percent of the Welch family's assets?" he asked, barely able to believe his own words.

Guardian Kurds nodded. "That is correct."

Boom!

The entire place erupted.

When Guardian Kurds had first announced the verdict, people thought they must have misheard. But when he confirmed it, the truth hit them like a thunderclap.

The Kelvin family not only avoided punishment—they were rewarded.

Their dominance in Chicago was now unshakable.

What the hell just happened?

Alfred, still in shock, stammered, "Guardian Kurds, can you tell me what's going on? Please, I need to understand."

He was nearly seventy years old. The emotional rollercoaster was too much for him to bear.

Guardian Kurds gave him a strange look. Did this old man really not know? Or was he just pretending?

The King of Horizon is backing your family... and you still have questions?

With mixed emotions swirling within him, Guardian Kurds didn't dare say much.

He simply replied, "Someone has helped your Kelvin family."

Someone... helped us...

Suddenly, realization dawned on Alfred.

It must have been Mr. Lopez!

He clearly remembered that when Mr. Lopez had left for the Eastern Martial Arts League, he had confidently told Alfred, "No one dares to touch the Kelvin family."

There could be no one else.

But who was Mr. Lopez really? What kind of identity could force the Martial Arts League to back down so completely?

It was terrifying to imagine.

Alfred felt both awe and excitement.

Judging from Guardian Kurds' expression, it was clear that he wasn't going to reveal John's identity. If he intended to, he would've done so already.

It seemed the only way to uncover the truth was to visit New York and ask Marcia.

Suppressing the storm in his heart, Alfred, moved to tears, said,

"I thank the Martial Arts League for discerning right from wrong and delivering justice to our Kelvin family. My deepest gratitude to all the masters of the League—and especially to Mr. Lopez!"

What a stunning twist!

The onlookers were completely dumbfounded.

Just then, Howard, the elder of the Welch family, stepped forward.

"Guardian Kurds, I object to this ruling!" he declared.

"Your objection is invalid!" Guardian Kurds snapped.

"I object!"

"Still invalid!"

"I... I demand to speak with your leader! My grandson Sawyer cannot die in vain. That murderer must pay in blood!" Howard roared furiously.

Sawyer had been the Welch family's brightest hope. Now he was dead, killed by John. Yet the Martial Arts League ignored his death entirely—worse, they were being forced to give up their family assets.

Howard was enraged to the point of collapse.

But the moment the words left his mouth, Guardian Kurds' face turned ice-cold.

"How dare you!" he thundered. "Howard, if you want an answer, I'll give you one now. You have committed a heinous crime by slandering the King of Horizon. You are to be taken immediately to the Martial Arts League dungeon! Arrest him!"

King of Horizon...

To call him a murderer, to demand his life—that was treasonous!

At Guardian Kurds' command, two law enforcers approached Howard with cold, emotionless eyes, ready to detain him.

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"There's no need for you to touch me. I'll go myself. But I'll see for myself how you plan to let a murderer go unpunished!"

With those words, Howard stormed off with the law enforcers, leaving behind a stunned, speechless crowd.