‘Hale?’
Was he related to Fitzgerald Hale from the Nonagon?
“The Hale family from the district capital? I’ll help.”
Since it was led by someone from the Hale family, Philip did not mind meeting him to see if he was connected to the person in the Nonagon.
“Thank you, Young Master Clarke. It’s best if you can help. There are not many rules for the tournament. Each side can send two people and the number of wins will determine the final outcome…”
Troy rambled about the rules of the tournament but Philip did not pay attention at all. The so-called rules were fleeting clouds to Philip.
“So, Young Master Clarke, to be on the safe side, can you arrange for two experts?” Troy asked cautiously.
“There’s no need to make it so troublesome. You can send one person and let me take the other spot,” Philip said domineeringly.
Troy was stunned and stared at Philip, speechless.
Was Young Master Clarke going to fight in the ring?
What if something happened to him?
Troy imagined the scene of Philip getting into an accident in the ring and beads of sweat instantly appeared on his forehead.
“Young Master Clarke, your body is precious. How can you fight in the ring? This won’t do, absolutely not.” Troy shook his head like a rattle.
“That’s not up to you. I’ve already decided,” Philip said.
Seeing Philip’s resolute attitude, Troy could only nod helplessly. “Then you must pay attention to safety. I’ll throw in the towel at any time.”
At this moment, Troy decided that even if he lost all his dignity and even his territory, he must protect Philip’s safety. If Philip really got into an accident in the ring, he could not redeem himself even if he died.
“Don’t worry. They’re all street punks. They won’t even be able to take two of my punches. Is it tonight? Isn’t it time to get ready to go over?” Philip asked.
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