"Yes! Both my legs are f*cking broken! I want Andrew dead!" Harvey screamed into the phone.

There was a long silence from the Weller family elder, Ian, before he spoke hoarsely, "Mr. Weller, you fool. Andrew is at least at the level of a junior grandmaster! I warned you not to provoke him recklessly. Why didn't you listen?"

"I already told you, I never provoked him! He showed up, ruined my plans, and broke my legs!" Harvey snarled through gritted teeth.

Ian sighed. "It's too late for this