Luca could feel his face burning hotly. He distinctly sensed that Steven had held back when the latter kicked him. But as Walter’s bodyguard, he was beyond mortified, especially when a crowd was watching. Right then, he would rather be beaten to death than admit defeat.
After all, martial artists regarded their dignity as of far greater import than their lives.
If I were to admit defeat today, my reputation would be thereby tarnished! Not only will I be unable to survive in this circle in the future, but Walter will also probably terminate my services!
“You don’t have to hold back, Steven. I don’t mind dying today, but I can’t lose!”
As soon as he finished speaking, his face turned bright red, and his body started swelling.
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