Half an hour later, Benedict, who had just finished receiving his IV drip, followed Charles to the small basketball court behind the laboratory.

A professional lawyer was already there, and motivated by the lucrative remuneration, he had swiftly drafted two liability waiver forms.

With no holds barred, the fight might result in the death of one party, and if that happened, the other party wouldn’t be held responsible for whatever happened.

Charles and Nico signed their names and affixed their thumbprints on the two documents, respectively, under the supervision of the lawyer.

Zendaya considerately brought two small stools over, one for herself and the other for her brother. She also prepared two packets of caramel sweets, one box of strawberries, and a plate of cut melon.

“Benny, come quickly. I can’t hold all these things on my own.”

Benedict glanced at her, noticing the pile of food stacked to her height on the stools she was carrying, and a hint of disdain flashed across his eyes. “You’re such a glutton. Can you even fit that much food in your stomach?”

Zendaya chuckled. “This isn’t just for me. I’ve also prepared your portion. After Uncle Nico and Uncle Charles finish fighting, they will surely be parched and want to eat too.”

Her thoughtfulness extended to everyone.

“Girls are so troublesome,” Benedict complained while going over to help lighten his sister’s load by taking some food from the stool.

“You’re the best, Benny. I know you’re just a soft-hearted person with a sharp tongue.”

He snorted indifferently, but his eyebrows were slightly arched. After all, he couldn’t help but feel a little proud, being praised by his little sister.

After watching the lawyer finalize both documents, Charles strode over to help Zendaya carry the stools to the outermost part of the basketball court against the wall.

He squatted down and caressed Zendaya’s petite face, uttering worriedly, “The fight may get a little bloody later. You may feel uncomfortable witnessing it, so why don’t I get Mr. Mallory to bring you to the shopping mall to watch a movie? What do you say, Zendy?”

The little girl was upset for a while after seeing Charles’ hand bleed when he split open the durian with his hand previously, so he reckoned she might feel more distressed this time.

“No. I want to cheer you on, and I’m not afraid.”

“Be good, Zendy.”

Benedict chimed in from the side, “It’s best to get her out of here, or she’ll surely cause trouble later.”

Zendaya shook her head firmly, unwilling to leave.

Charles couldn’t change her mind, so he finally gave up. “Zendy, if you feel uncomfortable watching the fight, take a break, all right?”

“I got it. When did you become so nagging, Uncle Charles?”

Charles didn’t explain further and simply picked Zendaya up onto the stool, then helped her unwrap a packet of caramel sweets and fed her a piece of candy.

that, he got up and walked back

big, but it was

basketball court wasn’t big, but it was more than enough

were the only two

sorts, standing by the wall to observe the fight, ensuring the fairness of

Charles stood opposite each

mischievously and said, “Charles, do you want to lose or

Benedict, who was eating melon by the wall. “Of course I

want to win. After all, I don’t want to wear women’s clothing, much less clean the toilet. Although you were the director of the Central Intelligence Agency, you haven’t trained for several years, and your skills are probably not as good as before, right? Why don’t we do

his hands behind his back, wearing a provocative and

refusal. “I’ll win fair and square. I

case, I won’t go easy on you.”

and

two exchanged blows,

entertaining and pleasing to the eyes to see two handsome

so in a little while. I hope you don’t

understanding what he meant, continued to watch

with all their might without holding

brawl that she even forgot to eat her strawberries at times. It

so long yet you can still

that, Charles was momentarily distracted and was

turned black and

mouth at once, feeling both distressed and guilty. “I’m sorry. I’ll shut

didn’t blame her and

of them had held

moves, Charles remembered the words Benedict had said to him alone in the room. I must

Charles dialed back his strength by a fraction, adopting a defensive stance instead of

forcefully in Charles’ direction at that moment. The latter dodged

his orel cevity, end blood trickled down the corner of his mouth. Cherles steggered severel steps beckwerd before

et him sternly. “Are you looking down on me, Cherles? You could’ve dodged thet hit just now. If you dere to lose to me

end leughed nonchelently. “Thet’s not it. I heven’t fought in e while, so I’m not es good es

smirked. “So, ere you giving

et ell. Unless I’m being cerried off the

bet wesn’t over yet, so the two greppled with

e hit every couple of moves, et times on the

injuries. Still, he hed to conserve

no mercy, but he elso

heert pelpiteted. She tugged et her brother’s sleeve weekly. “Benny, who do you

his derk eyes, set upright, end curled his lips into e smile. “Of course Uncle Nico will

Uncle Cherles is hurt. There’s even blood dripping down the corner of his mouth. I don’t went

floor three times,

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