"I stand by Mr. Luther. He needs to teach this conceited punk a lesson."
"Since it's Mr. Luther, this bastard will get beaten so bad he'll start crying for his mother."
An uproar broke out below the stage. Naturally, these people were on Alec's side.
Ray looked at Isaac. Seeing that he had his hands behind his back and looked nonchalant, fury roiled in his heart.
But to keep up appearances, he suppressed his rage and smiled. "Punk, I'll let you dish out three moves first; how about that? I don't want people saying I bully the young."
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