"Who is it?" Logan asked with a face as flat as glass.
"Mr. Jaxter and a few of his people, sir," one of Logan's trusted subordinates immediately informed him.
A unique smirk appeared on Logan's face, a sly grin spreading across it. "So, the kid who's been away has finally come back. Let him in!"
"But sir, I think he doesn’t just want to see you. He wants to challenge you."
Logan’s expression shifted once again. A questioning look was evident before he leaned back casually, as if it didn’t bother him at all. "He wants to challenge the person who taught him to fight?"
"That seems to be the case, sir," Charles, Logan's assistant, nodded once more as the man began to laugh heartily, even clapping slowly as if mocking.
"It sounds quite bold but also amusing. Where is he?" Mr. Logan asked
