"Hang on. I’m on my way!" Dustin hùng up and immediately made his way to the Flame Dragon Dojo. As the gang’s leader, there was no way he could just ignore this.

After half an hour, Dustin finally arrived at the Flame Dragon Dojo, where a bunch of his disciples were sprawled out on the floor.

Foreign martial artists clad in dark clothes had completely taken over the place. Even the Four Guardians, who were fairly strong, were pinned under their feet, unable to move at all, while Nelson was shaking where he knelt on the ground.