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“A trash like you? You can only win at silly games. If this were a real fight, you’d probably have gotten yourself killed a hundred times by now.”
Tilda couldn’t help but laugh at Howard.
These days, it seemed like even the WWE championship didn’t mean much.
If someone like Howard could win the belt, then it wasn’t much to brag about.
Howard was so angry, he nearly cracked his own teeth at Tilda’s humiliation. But he couldn’t argue- because Tilda was right.
Every word stung with truth.
Despite Howard being careful when he approached Tilda and staying alert, he still got caught off guard.
Even though Tilda might attack without warning, Howard was still quick enough to react. He was sure he could dodge her strike.
But he still got hit by Tilda, ending up completely humiliated.
Desperately, Howard tried to come up with excuses.
Anything to comfort what little pride he had left.
If only they were in the ring. If only he weren’t hurt. If only the fight had been on his terms, Howard was sure he could’ve beaten Tilda.
He came up with all sorts of excuses to comfort himself. Howard just couldn’t accept that he lost, and lost so badly, to his little sister. He lost to the one he looked down on the most, crushed with such a devastating defeat.
The difference in strength between them was so wide that it felt impossible to close.
Tilda walked away, not bothering with that trash.
She would’ve left Howard alone if he hadn’t kept calling himself her brother. That made her sick.
Why bother wasting her time on trash like him? There were so many better things to do in Hetsa–like sightseeing, strolling down the food street, sipping milk tea, and waiting for a message from Kaleb.
After all, hang around trash long enough, and you’ll start to stink too.
As Tilda left, Howard could only watch her go. He clenched his fists, slowly got up, and made up his mind: when he recovered, he’d challenge Tilda again–fair and square. No more excuses. If he lost, so be it, but he wanted to be fully prepared and give his best shot.
Just then, a piercing scream echoed through the alley.
It was Rebecca,
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Chapter 184 The Price of Defeat
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Howard’s heart tightened. He forgot about his injuries and rushed toward the noise.
“Rebecca, where are you?”
After searching, Howard found Rebecca leaning against a wall. Her face twisted in pain.
Around her, people were sprawled out–some barely conscious.
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