A Whirlwind Marriage with the Beautiful CEO

Chapter 963

Several disciples heard the commotion and rushed to the entrance. Every single one of them was shocked by the scene playing before them!

This man was so brutal!

What kind of grudge did he have against them to beat their comrades so severely?

“Well? Why don’t you small fries call your leader for help, huh? I’m here to challenge you!” Blake declared proudly.

“Such audacity! How dare a person like you provoke the Templar Valor! Everyone, we should just attack him right now! We have to avenge our brothers!” A woman dressed in purple martial attire commanded a few fellow disciples to surround Blake and Magnus.

The woman appeared to be in her twenties. Although she didn’t look like an outstanding beauty, the air of authority surrounding her suggested that she had the highest rank among these people!

“A group of worthless individuals can only amount to a pile of trash! Are you all so foolish to think that ants like you could stop me?” Blake snarked as he continued to effortlessly deal with multiple opponents at the same time.

Magnus stood behind him, evading some attacks. Meanwhile, Blake had already severely injured seven men during the time he was languidly adjusting his glasses.

Suddenly, the woman in purple took advantage of the situation and finally made her move, targeting Blake’s vulnerable spot!!

“Got you!”

Her eyes gleamed with victory when her blow struck true. She was going to avenge her fellow disciples! Yet, it felt as though she was hitting solid steel. As a result, her palms went numb in that very split second!

of pity. So, why did you come courting death? Is it because I’ve been too

his blood-red eyes

leader. Otherwise, I’ll just treat this as an invitation to spank your behind!” He waved his hand at her in

felt utterly insulted as she shouted and

outcome remained

firm and endured her attacks without flinching. Meanwhile, her palms had started swelling due to the force of

to be disciplined! I guess two

no time slapping her twice on het buttock, just as he said he

Smack! Smack!

turned crimson as she covered her sore buttocks with a look of anger and hatred. It was as if she wanted to kill the repulsive man right in

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that what he was doing was wrong, he still found himself enjoying the sensation this brought him; a part of

more disciples from the Templar Valor to check

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it seems that your reputation as the Great Demon King is not fearsome enough. They aren’t afraid of you at

turned cold as he lifted his foot,

Splat!

They had just