The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage novel Chapter 2600

Before Longram could speak, Haran answered, "What else would I say? I said he doesn't deserve his fame, and he attacked me because he couldn't hold it in."

With this many people watching, Thalos could not possibly side with his son unreasonably.

However, they could not just apologize to Creed either, or that would mean humiliation.

As such, he suggested, "We're all martial artists, Chief White. So why don't we let the children duel and put this behind us once the dust settles?"

Creed nodded, not one to suffer scorn. "How could I say no?"

Soon, everyone formed a round, clearing a spot for Longram and Haran in an even fight.

Frank stayed in his corner, munching on pop-corn as he watched from the distance.

Faust chuckled. "I guess that's the composure of the strong. Anyone else would be craning their neck for a look."

Frank smiled but said nothing—to be honest, there was nothing at all impressive about that duel, as it was no more than child's play.

Pow!

That was when there was a sudden shockwave, and Frank quickly pulled Faust out of the way as his chair shattered into pieces.

Everyone turned, surprised to see Frank's quick reflexes.

Such cultivation despite his youth meant he was really something else!

And seeing that there was someone more impressive, Haran shoved Longram off as he leered at Frank. "Out of the way, loser. I'm fighting him!"

"Manners, Haran!" Thalos promptly snapped.

Their clan would be humiliated after he issued a challenge, only for the duel to be forfeited!

Zark strode up too. "We're snapping at your pops. What, do you have a problem?"

"How dare…"

Haran gritted his teeth in frustration, but there was really nothing he could do.

The Chomsky cousins were actually something else. Anyone who rubbed them the wrong way would definitely be made to pay. Even if they survived a complete purge, they would still have sustained enough losses for a third-party to destroy them while they were down.

As such, Haran could only snort and wheel on Longram. "Apologies, but those pricks really pissed me off. I just have to take it out on you!"

As soon as he finished, he whipped out a pair of blades and swung it at Longram!

Longram dodged it by inches, exclaiming in surprise, "Is that the legendary Cumur blade style?!"