The Man's Decree novel Chapter 2045

Chapter 2045 A Duel Invite

Meanwhile, Jared was in his seat at the Watanabe residence, seemingly putting on airs.

Sitting opposite him was a Jetroinian with a mustache, clad in a suit.

“Good day, Mr. Chance. I'm Muto Shinichi, a messenger from Jetroina's martial arts world,” he introduced himself as such.

“Why have you come? Has the martial arts world of Jetroina finally chosen to yield?” said Jared with a faint smile.

To be honest, he knew very well that that would not be the case. Muto might not have come to subjugate the martial arts world of Jetroina to him, but he would never throw away the opportunity to gross the former out.

As expected, Muto's visage did a one-eighty when he heard what Jared had said.

Nevertheless, suppressing the disgust was his only option. He simply shook his head slightly. “No, Mr. Chance. I'm here to send you a duel invitation.”

Speaking of which, he presented Jared with an exquisite invitation card.

Instead of sparing a moment to look at the card, Jared tossed it aside. “Don't waste my time. Just say it.”

Seeing Jared's arrogant demeanor, Muto did his best to contain the boiling rage within.

“The countryfolks of Jetroina's martial arts world were displeased with your massacre back at Jetroina. Because of that, Mr. Chance, Mr. Kuroki would like to challenge you to a duel. Do you dare to accept the invitation?” uttered Muto with a hint of contempt in his voice.

It was his deliberate attempt to take a dig at Jared, hoping to get on the latter's nerves and coerce him into taking up the challenge.

Considering how highly esteemed Kawasaki was, he was worried that Jared might actually end up cowering in fear.

Considering how highly esteemed Kawasaki was, he was worried that Jared might actually end up cowering in fear.

Though taken aback at first, hearing those words made Jared sneer, “Don't speak to me with such a tone. Kawasaki may be Jetroina's whizz, but to me, he's a nobody. If it's a duel he wants, I'll gladly humor him.”

A pucker formed between Muto's brows. “What insolence! Mr. Kuroki's the top samurai in our country, and he's been around for nearly two hundred years. He's basically immortal. How dare you speak of him that way!”

“Immortal, you say? Have you ever laid eyes on one before? Other things aside, you're but a messenger. Some nerve you must have to lash out at me.”