Mistaken Match Marrying the Enigmatic CEO

Chapter 1715 Ironskull and Ostrich followed suit.

"Countin!" Aurora's fair fist joined the circle.

All eyes turned to Vachon. Vachon's gaze, however, was fixed on Emmanuel.

He thought this new leader's smile had a powerful influence, naturally bringing everyone together. It made him believe that this man could actually accomplish what even Xarri couldn't.

"Mr. Vachon, you're the only one left! Con!" Ironskull urged.

Vachon grinned, his fist almost as large as the other five combined.

Six fists formed a circle.

"Good! Now, everyone rest and reset. Tonight, we'll watch the other teams' matches," Emmanuel said before parting ways with the others.

Later, he went to the base and found Quell standing by the window, looking Chapter 1715 Proper Respect and Consideration outside.

exchanged a glance

smart man, knew Emmanuel wanted to speak privately with Quell. He smirked and said, "Fifteen minutes. Make it count, not three seconds more!" He then left the room, standing guard outside to

slowly approached Quell from

Quell, still looking outside, asked, "So, you've seen the matchups

Emmanuel. "Did Aqua tell you?" "No! Don't misunderstand Aqua," Emmanuel quickly clarified. “Before coming Chapter 1715 Proper Respect and Consideration

what if it is?" Quell sneered. "Survive first, then we'll talk. Until you earn my acknowledgment, I won't tell you

TriSec stood beside him, shrugging helplessly, indicating he

your acknowledgment, you can duel. There's still

Quell wouldn't have ended the match in a draw with him. He couldn't stand Quell's attitude, which

away. "My standard for him isn't about defeating me. It's about whether he can match or surpass Mr. Xarri!" She would never forget what Xarri said before he left. He mentioned that the next leader of the Black Wolf Team could very well be the true destined ruler of the Dark Night Islands. However, she hadn't seen that in

Frustrated, Vachon stormed out.

confident. "I've never met this Mr. Xarri, but I will reach the pinnacle of the

back, her cold eyes revealing a hint of expectation