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He had clearly seen Cordelia when he was at the back, so he felt somewhat disappointed now.

When the bell rang again, he continued the match with a straight face. He looked toward the audience, hoping to find Cordelia, but little did he expect that he would see Oliver instead.

He was momentarily stunned and frowned in the next second.

‘What is Oliver doing here? How did he learn that I have a match today?’

All sorts of questions appeared in Marcus’s head, and suddenly, he realized something. He shouldn’t have performed so well in the last few rounds. Even though Oliver was not on Matthew’s side, it did not mean that he was on his side either. He must not let Oliver find out his real identity.

That’s right. He was Marcus, not Zephyr!

He stood blankly on the ring. His opponent had already delivered a punch toward him, but he did not evade it this time.

He purposely stood on the spot, allowing his opponent’s fist to land on his forehead, which ripped his skin apart, and blood was splattered everywhere.

“What?”

The audience sighed in disappointment. The people cheering for him all stopped and looked blankly at the ring.

“What is going on? Is he sleeping?”

“Didn’t he fight pretty well in the last few rounds?”

“Seems like this is the best he can do! Sigh! What a disappointment!”

Oliver was frowning as well.

more and more aggressive throughout the fight. However, Marcus looked like he was sleepwalking.

Jones, he isn’t Zephyr at all!” Someone beside Oliver sneered. “There’s no way

Cordelia was dumbfounded.

‘That person?’

direction where Linda was pointing and saw

though it was dimly lit inside the hall, she could still recognize him

it be that he’s

Cordelia bit her lips.

He had been going around and asking about Marcus’ information, so she did

some sort of grudge against

it was normal for boxers to get hurt. If he wanted

Cordelia thought about it, the more

now, and the match was about to start in a few minutes. She was

and pulled her phone out. She went to a quiet corner and made a call

…

The match started.

well, and although the man had also been a reigning champion, he was no match for Marcus. The more Marcus fought, the more enthusiastic the atmosphere on the field became. The

of steel now, and he

several uppercuts with high precision and hit his opponent in his vital

gasped for air, looking at him with a bit of trepidation. The referee called the end of this round, and both sides took a short

to look down the

He frowned.

was at the back,