Lord Protector novel (Zeke Williams) novel Chapter 1929

“Because I beat the Boxing King,” answered Zeke.

Thomas scoffed condescendingly, “You're lying. Mr. Boxing King is unbeatable. There's no way you could've bested him.”

Emma looked at Zeke in shock. “Wait. You really did show up for the match?”

“Of course.”

“Then how are you still alive? And what about Amelia? Where is she?”

“Don't worry, Emma. Amelia's in the car right now. She's fine.”

After hearing that, Emma finally let out a sigh of relief.

“I know what happened, Zeke. You surrendered, didn't you? That's the only possible explanation! If I were you, I'd make myself scarce now. Otherwise, I'll have Mr. Boxing King kill you where you stand!” threatened Thomas.

“Is that so? Go ahead. Get him over here now,” taunted Zeke.

Seeing how confident the man was, Thomas hesitated. Zeke looks unusually calm. It's as if he doesn't fear the Boxing King at all. Could it be true? Did he really beat Mr. Boxing King? No way! I don't believe it for a second! How can a nobody like Zeke best the world champion? He must be bluffing. That confidence is just a front.

Thomas took out his phone to continue with his threat. “You're digging your own grave, Zeke. This is your doing.”

When the man proceeded to make the phone call, Emma looked nervously at Zeke. “Mr. Williams, should we make a run for it?”

After listening to Thomas, Emma was convinced that Zeke had surrendered. That's the only reason that can explain how he got out of the gym without a scratch on him. For both our sake, it's best to get out of here immediately.

“Don't worry. I know what I'm doing,” assured Zeke.

“Mr. Boxing King, it's me, Thomas,” stated the man when the Boxing King answered his call.

The champ instantly boiled with rage when he heard Thomas' voice. It's all this b*stard's fault that I got humiliated by Zeke. He's the reason I was ruined.

At that moment, the Boxing King wanted nothing more than to strangle Thomas with his bare hands. “You b*stard! Do you have any idea what you've done to me?”

Thomas jumped when he heard the Boxing King's roar, for he knew that he was in trouble.

However, he did not know how he had angered the man. Could Mr. Boxing King be upset because the opponent I set up for him was too weak? He must be disappointed since Zeke surrendered. “I'm very sorry, Mr. Boxing King. I know it's my fault. I didn't realize how weak Zeke was. He surrendered before the fight even started, didn't he? Don't worry. I promise I'll make it up to you; I'll find you someone much stronger.”

The Boxing King was completely baffled when he heard Thomas. Zeke was too weak? He surrendered? If Zeke was weak, then what the heck am I? This b*stard even said that he was going to find me a stronger opponent. Is he trying to get me killed? On second thought, is there even anyone in this world who is stronger than Zeke?

“Are you mocking me, Thomas? I will tear you apart, you piece of crap! Who do you think you're talking to?” The Boxing King sounded as though he was about to explode.

Confused, Thomas wondered what he had said to deserve such fury. Nothing the Boxing King yelled made any sense to him.

“Get over here now. There's something I need you to do,” Zeke ordered the Boxing King after snatching Thomas' phone.

Then, Zeke ended the call before the Boxing King could even respond.

“You're a dead man now, Zeke. Even I don't dare to speak to Mr. Boxing King like that, so what makes you think you can get away with it? He spared you once in the ring, but I don't think he's going to make the same mistake again,” stated Thomas excitedly.