In the conference room of the Lotus Sect, Lord Barbenheim sat at the head of the table wearing a dark look.

On both sides were the higher-ups of the Lotus Sect and the prodigies who were participating in the martial arts competition.

When it came down to it, Lord Barbenheim was a lord. He was very influential. It was because they respected him that many of the martial artists had come.

Elijah and Timothy were present, and even Madison had been invited.

Other than Allison and Tyler, all the competing fighters were there.

“What can we do for you, Lord Barbenheim? Why have you gathered us here?” one of the martial artists asked with a small, polite smile.

“I asked you all here so late because I have something I need your help with. It’s nothing major,” Lord Barbenheim said solemnly.

“My Lord, you can’t be thinking of asking us to help you apprehend Dustin Fox, right?”

Several people looked uncomfortable.

Lord Barbenheim had come to the Lotus Sect with the sole purpos