The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage novel Chapter 2607

"Bullying a child?" Creed almost thought he had misheard. "Aren't you flattering yourself? Please, you're just slightly better than us at best. Against the real deal, you're no different from an average Joe! Of course, if you're spooked, pretend I never said anything!"

To add insult to injury, Creed flashed a wink at Thalos provokingly, sending him flying into a rage!

"Why don't we make a bet, Creed? If I beat him, you'll kowtow to me thrice!"

Thalos thought since he was determined to fight Frank anyway, he might as well get something out of it, or he would just be scorned for bullying a kid!

Creed laughed. "Fair enough. As for my wager, you and your son must do the same to that man if you lose."

Thalos nodded confidently. "Don't worry, that won't happen!"

Then, turning toward Frank, he snorted. "I won't bully you too much, kid. As long as you fight me, I promise—"

"I'll let you have three free strikes!" Frank said, cutting him shot.

Thalos' brow furrowed, his face contorting in rage.

What was that supposed to mean?! A kid letting a senior have three free strikes?

He had no idea that Frank had heard him loud and clear.

Naturally, Frank understood that he would be mocked for going all-out against Thalos and therefore took up a handicap.

He just did not expect Thalos to be narrow-minded, and that he really despised anyone stealing his thunder.

"Brat!" he snarled and whipped out his dual blades as he leapt toward Frank.

Naturally, he was better in every department than his son—be it in punching, kicking, or the way of the blade, he was on the verge of the Ascendant rank. The smoothness with which he transitioned from one move to the other certainly impressed the crowd!

"That certainly explains the Cumurs' dominance. It's not that hard to reign over Shagan with such skill!"

"You think? Thank goodness he's born a Cumur. If he were in my clan, I wouldn't even be considered talented."