The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage novel Chapter 1942

"Woo!"

"Yeah!!!"

Heartfar's challenge sent all Riverton participants and audience members into a frenzy, and they cheered in thunderous approval.

On the other hand, the Zamri participants and audience members were scowling in silence.

"Hehehe…"

Mr. Quaker, the Riverton Martial Alliance branch manager, took the stage just then. "I think that's a wonderful idea. Instead of fighting for themselves, each participant will be fighting for the city they represent… What do you think, Mr. Zoran?"

Mr. Quaker had certainly shown his hand now, sending his nephew to issue a challenge that could ensure none of the Zamri participants qualified. He was even hyping up the Riverton participants and audience members to gain their full support!

Seeing through the ploy in an instant, Mr. Zoran promptly refused. "This is the Martial Tournament. The organizing committee has set the rules to ensure fearness, so I refuse to bend it. There must be no changes made!"

All the Riverton participants and audience members jeered loudly at Mr. Zoran's words.

The way they saw it, Mr. Zoran was clearly being a coward by flexing the need to stick to the rules. As such, their contempt for the Zamri participants and audience members only grew.

Even the Zamri participants and audience members were feeling rage and frustration.

"Mr. Zoran, we refuse to be seen as cowards!"

One of the Zamri participants who cleared the earlier free-for-all round strode up, bellowing, "Zamri has its champions too! The only thing we worry about are Riverton participants not stepping up!"

"Exactly!"

The other Zamri participant strode up. "I refuse to look so prideless even if I lose!"

"Just say yes, Mr. Zoran!"

"Say yes! Say yes! Say yes!!!"

"In that case, how about I fight with a handicap?" he asked. "I will only fight with one arm… or without using my arms, if you like!"

His humblebragging sent the Zamri participants and audience members into an uproar.

It was obvious from the earlier free-for-all that Heartfar's specialty was claw techniques, and not using either arms was no different from fighting without any techniques.

In reality, he was just shitting on the Zamri participants!

"Mr. Zoran!" The two Zamri participants' eyes went red with rage.

At that point, even Mr. Zoran was rolling his eyes and sighing before nodding quietly.

Right now, it was as if no one here could understand the crushing pressure was weighing down on him.

But now that things had come to this, even his approval was not exactly up to him to decide.