"I object! Being a grandmaster martial artist doesn't mean you can bully others with your title?"

A stern middle-aged man in military attire stepped forward confidently. He was followed by a group of intimidating-looking, fully armed elite soldiers.

"General Zink!"

Dylan's face brightened with relief as if he had found a savior. The despair in his eyes was replaced with hope.

"He's here! Our savior has arrived just in time!" Jacob exclaimed. He had lost hope for his son's survival but now s