“You are but a Senior Grandmaster, and you dared to sign up for the competition? I’m not sure if you’re bold or just…” Anne shook her head at Jared before turning to a well-built man behind her.
“Andrew, if you happen to be matched up with Jared, remember to go easy on him because I don’t want to see him get hurt. After all, I’m sure Mr. Lawson would like to maintain a friendly relationship with Chanaea.”
“Don’t worry, Princess Anne. If he’s unfortunate enough to have me as his opponent, I promise I won’t even lay a finger on him,” sneered Andrew.
“Watch your mouth!” Anne warned the man sternly.
Even though Andrew decided to keep his mouth shut after that, there was still contempt in his eyes because he was convinced that Jared, a man much shorter than him, was anything but a worthy challenger.
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