Love At The Wrong Table

Emmanuel was watching the stage with a rather serious expression. He barely had the chance to elaborate on his statement as the martial arts competition had begun.

Devon held his chin up with folded arms, waiting for Yosef to make a move.

Yosef stared back with a blank expression on his face. He rested his hands behind him and seemed to disregard his opponent.

“Let the fight begin!”

“Come on!”

“What are they waiting for?”

The audience was growing impatient.

Except for the participants and VIPs, anyone who wanted to enter the arena needed a pass. For ordinary people, obtaining a pass cost a fortune. Therefore, the audience was either wealthy or influential individuals. They couldn’t afford to pay a high price just to face each other in silence.

“Kid, you better make the first move, or I’ll do it. Don’t complain if you lose.” The audience’s complaints reached Devon and frustrated him.

Due to his seniority, he had never struck first in a fight over the past twenty years, as he thought a senior should maintain their dignity during a fight. The fact that Yosef was standing perfectly still wasn’t helping at all. No. We aren’t going to stare each other down. We have to fight each other. First, I need to make things clear.

“Go ahead.” Yosef’s hands rested behind his back, his gaze calm,

Although his expression gave nothing away, it gave people the impression that he was very confident.

“If you say so.” Devon felt his blood boil with anger.

me? He couldn’t pinpoint the exact reason, but he felt as

an esteemed martial artist, broke his own rules for the first

aimed to deliver a fatal blow to ensure his reputation wasn’t ruined and make the arrogant

giving the audience an impression of a predator

trying to end

a blow from a

It’s impossible to

audience around Nathan shrieked

comment,

Emmanuel couldn’t help but marvel at the strength of Devon, who was an elder of the

is truly amazing. He’s trying to end the fight with one move!”

can take a

impossible

Nathan shrieked in

Emmanuel’s comment,

help but marvel at the strength of Devon, who was an elder of

grandmaster, Quinn, was no

was incredibly

that Yosef was as talented as him. The fact that the old godfather has taken him as a disciple is

fought each other before,

was, it was useless if he