Love At The Wrong Table

Chapter 1826 The Holy Guardian's Duty

Chapter 1826

Emmanuel's relentless questioning left Rhett looking increasingly bewildered. The Queen of the Dark Night Islands sensed that something was seriously wrong. If this continues, the faith I had painstakingly instilled in Rhett might be 1 had painstakingly instilled in Rhett might be shattered by Emmanuel all over again! With a single glance, she communicated her concern to Yasmine, who immediately understood.

"Scarlet!" Yasmine called out to the Scarlet beside her, desperately signaling with her eyes.

Only Scarlet, with power equal to Her Majesty's, could secretly sabotage Emmanuel without anyone in the arena noticing.

"Hmph!" But Scarlet simply smirked disdainfully, offering no other response.

Meanwhile, Mackenzie kept a close watch on the Queen of the Dark Night Islands, sensing something was amiss. absolutely cannot allow anyone to interfere with the final showdown between Emmanuel and Rhett! "D*mn it!" Yasmine realized Scarlet would not cooperate. With no other options, she could only bide her hand wait for the right moment to act. Thud! Emmanuel punched Rhett's cheek and shouted, "Wake up! Understand the true duty of a Holy Guardian!" Every punch and every word echoed through the arena, resonating deeply with those present.

in a person's life? "Argh!" Rhett retaliated by punching Emmanuel in the cheek. He roared, "I'm not wrong! The Holy Trinity together because of Her Holiness, so she must take responsibility for the dreams of hundreds of thousands!

for a moment. How could my ferocious punches fail to bring down the

protecting the Saintess but rather hundreds of thousands of ambitious fools?" Emmanuel sneered. "What do those hundreds of thousands matter in a world of billions? They want war! They want to flood the world with blood and leave countless people homeless! And you are the most foolish Holy Guardian! It is your stupidity that drove the previous Saintess away from you! You are not

delivered struck not only Rhett's body but also the hearts of

eerily silent. Every sound

d'une autre sur le plateau ? Mon mari gigolo: la surprise du milliardaire Rhett lunged at Emmanuel once more, but

threw punch after punch, yet Emmanuel seemed as elusive as the wind. Despite the speed and force behind his punches, they

third level of the Art of Adaptability Shapelessness-had been

Emmanuel struck. Rhett

pulled out a silence@gun e and secretly aimed at

toward Emmanuel's back. But with

play, he dodged as if he had eyes on