Lord Protector novel (Zeke Williams) novel Chapter 1906

“All right then.”

Madeline had no choice but to agree and transfer the ten thousand she had to Desmond.

However, unbeknownst to her, Desmond was planning on pocketing the money.

He did not want to miss out on the chance to gain some profit.

Meanwhile, Thomas brought Gawain to a shabby, abandoned temple which was the residence of Boxing King.

Rumor had it that his murderous aura was too strong to the point where he found it hard to control his temperament.

To prevent endangering anyone's lives, he chose to live in the temple alone and rely on the divine aura to suppress his bloodlust.

The door creaked loudly when the two men opened it, sounding like the cackle of an old witch and giving them goosebumps.

They entered the praying hall and found Boxing King sitting at the foot of a large statue of a deity, dressed in a monk's robe that failed to hide his chiseled muscles.

The bald man's face was contorted, giving him the impression of a living god of fury, which heavily contrasted the serene visage of the statue.

Just as they were about to lift their foot over the doorstep, they noticed Boxing King slowly opening his eyes.

A gust of wind started swirling around him as his bloodshot eyes flashed with murderous intent.

Stunned by the terrifying aura, Thomas and Gawain instinctively took a step back.

Thomas took a deep breath to calm himself down before he spoke. “I've long heard of the famous Boxing King and have come to visit you. The rumors don't do you justice, Mr. Boxing King.”

However, Boxing King did not even glance at him as his eyes were fixed on Gawain instead.

The latter stood rooted to the spot, not daring to move an inch.

After a while, Boxing King finally spoke. “Gawain?”

Happiness bloomed within Gawain when he heard his name. He did not expect the Boxing King to recognize him.

What a great honor this is!

Gawain quickly bowed. “Greetings, Mr. Boxing King. I'm Gawain. It's an honor to meet you. How did you know my name? Have we met before?”

“Your master, Osbert, was my most useless disciple,” the man replied.

Upon hearing that, Gawain's smile widened.

I can't believe I'm the grand disciple of Boxing King! Why didn't Master tell me about this?

Seeing this as a great opportunity to butter him up, Gawain immediately kneeled before him.

“Greetings to my grandmaster, Mr. Boxing King.”

However, the bald man merely shot him a sideways glance before shouting, “Get out! You're not fit to become my grand disciple. You're an embarrassment to me!”

Gawain felt as if his heart was about to leap out of his chest when he saw Boxing King's angered expression.

He's a ruthless man who won't hesitate to kill another person when he's angry, so I've no doubt he'll do the same to me.

With that, Gawain quickly turned to leave.

Unlike him, Thomas still stood where he was while putting on a brave front.

“Why aren't you leaving, lad?” Boxing King asked coldly.

Thomas mustered his courage and replied, “I wish to invite you to fight in a match, Mr. Boxing King.”

However, the bald man merely replied without much emotion, “I'll never fight again as I've retired. You may leave now.”

“I'm willing to pay you fifty million for this one match, Mr. Boxing King,” Thomas persisted.

Boxing King let out a cold chuckle. “Do you think that I'm short of money?”

That one sentence had Thomas at a loss for words.

Indeed, money is dirt for someone like Boxing King. Moreover, he owns many properties that are several times larger than mine. So, it's normal for him to be unsatisfied with merely fifty million.

“As long as you fight this once, Mr. Boxing King, I'll do anything you ask,” he pleaded.

Boxing King fell silent for a long while before replying, “I have only a simple request. Find me a worthy opponent. Not only will I do it for free, but I'll also give you a large sum of money.”