Leo's Nightmare

"I guess, no! Why?"

"How about you?"

"Of course, I know... Petrovich, right?"

"Mmm. You are right, sis." Stefan smiles. "Maybe you both didn't know, but I suggest you guys search who the Petrovich family is—especially you, bro Leo. Search that name now, and you will know whether I'm a weak person or not."

Leo, "..."

He didn't want to waste his time entertaining Stefan and didn't care who the Petrovich family was. But looking at Stefan's proud and disdainful expression now, he had no choice but to take a look.

"Don't tell your family is a military family or related to your president?" Leo casually said while typing the search engine on her cell phone. He can't come from a prestigious family, right?

"Or, your family owns some kind of martial arts..." Leo's words faded suddenly when he read the article on his cell phone. A few moments later, he looked at Stefan in shock. 

"Fuck! Your family is—"