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Steven let out a short laugh. “Killing you isn’t really on the table, not with this many around.”
Tristan summoned every last ounce of strength left in his battered body and roared.
“Steven! I’m not letting this go, not ever!”
His eyes had gone bloodshot, wild with fury.
A heartbeat later, the slap came down again.
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A mouthful of dark, thick blood splattered from his lips, and his whole body went slack with shock.
“This is beyond cruel!”
He’d lost all sense of himself at this point.
Steven yanked him up by the hair and spoke, his voice flat and cold. “Quiet.”
Tristan shut his mouth instantly, obedient as a beaten dog dangling from someone’s grip.
Out in the stands, the Gordon family looked ready to combust with rage.
Why is he suddenly so obedient?
Does he actually think Steven will kill him?
Little did they know, Tristan’s spirit had already been shattered down to nothing.
Steven’s voice came out cold as winter frost. “It was you and Jacques working together, wasn’t it? You two arranged for those people to attack my teammates.”
The instant those words landed, Tristan’s pupils constricted in shock.
He stared at Steven, unable to believe what he’d just heard.
How could Steven possibly know about that?
There was no logical way he could have found out.
“I sur…”
The slap came down before he could finish.
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Blood sprayed from his mouth again.
He’d tried to surrender, and Steven answered with another slap across the face.
“Was it you?”
Another slap.
“Was it you? Answer me!”
Slap after slap kept coming.
After dozens of strikes, Tristan looked like he barely had any life left in him.
His face had swollen beyond recognition.
Steven wiped a bead of sweat from his brow.
“You’ve got quite a tolerance for pain. I’m actually getting tired here.”
Through the fog clouding his mind, Tristan caught those words, and grief and fury crashed through him at once.
Seriously?
Up in the stands, Jacques watched Tristan’s ruined face and swallowed hard, throat suddenly dry.
Would he end up looking like that too, eventually?
Jacques was starting to deeply regret the choice he’d made.
And to make matters worse, in that same short stretch of time, more attacks had been launched against Rowenville’s students.
A cold shiver crawled down Jacques’ spine. Right about now, he felt grateful he hadn’t decided to compete himself.
In truth, Steven had never actually cared about getting a real confession out of Tristan.
He had time to kill anyway, and if Tristan wanted to play games, Steven was more than happy to play along.
After catching his breath for a moment, Steven gave Tristan a rough shake.
“Talk. Was this your doing or not? Admit it, and I’ll stop hitting you. Deny it, and I’ll keep going
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until the tournament ends.”
A deep, bone-chilling fear settled into Tristan’s chest.
He couldn’t take another second of this.
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