Besides, he was also the representative of a diplomatic visit and must keep the bigger picture in mind.
Such confrontations, which were disgraceful if he won and even more humiliating if he lost, were unacceptable.
Unexpectedly, Aria started swearing.
“Let’s go. Let’s go. Forget it if you won’t fight. Hmph, coward! They say Dragon Kingdom men are weak. And it seems to be the case!”
Those two words made Jagoan incensed.
He instantly turned around and glared coldly at Aria, coldly asking, “What did you just say?”
Lowich immediately stepped forward and stood in front of Aria.
Hiding behind her bodyguard, Aria finally said, “I said you’re weak! Hmph! What kind of man are you if you’re scared to fight? What are you if not weak?”
“Okay, since you say so, I’ll fight your bodyguard,” Jagoan said, took off his coat, and tossed it aside.
Lowich defiantly took off his only T-shirt, leaving his arms bare to show his strong muscles.
People could tell Lowich had trained himself. His muscles were defined, making him look strong and muscular. However, it was nothing to Jagoan. It was because true strength could not be built in the gym.
One must go through several life and deaths and train in blood and fire!
“I was careless last time, so you won. I won’t be careless this time,” Lowich said arrogantly.
“Cut the crap and attack…” Jagoan stood still and spoke calmly.
The next thing he knew, Lowich charged at Jagoan.
Ordinary people would recoil in horror at this, but Jagoan remained unfazed. There was even a slight contempt in his eyes.
It was not that Jagoan was dismissive of the enemy; It was because Lowich was nothing to be taken seriously.
“Go to h*ll, Jagoan!” Lowich bellowed, slamming his huge fist at Jagoan’s nose.
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