Chapter 443
Andrew shook his head and warned, “Jerry, you’re being too arrogant. From what I can see, the head of Madblade Martial Academy doesn’t even need to intervene; that martial arts expert next to Rodney alone is enough to give you serious trouble.”
Jerry sneered. “What do you know about fighting levels? Do you think you can see something I can’t? Young man, don’t mistake ignorance for courage; it’s truly foolish!”
Ollie Keoghan, who had just been called upon, mocked, “Andrew, why do you always have to run your mouth when you’re around Ms. Rhodes? Jerry could probably take you down with one finger.”
“Ollie’s right—this guy’s a nobody who talks too much,” another guard chimed in.
“Since we’re having three matches, let’s win the first two to secure victory. Then, we can let this punk go up for the last round and get beaten to a pulp by Madblade’s fighters.”
Jerry’s bodyguards shot hostile looks at Andrew, joining in the criticism. Andrew shook his head, noting how Jerry’s people had inherited his excessive arrogance—a trait that would surely lead to their downfall.
The fighting ring at Madblade Martial Academy was set up. Rodney sat comfortably in his leather chair, smirking, and taunted, “Lauren, don’t back out if you lose. I’ve been eyeing your black stockings for a while now. Once I get them, I’ll play with them day and night!”
Lauren maintained a blank expression, though internally she was disgusted by Rodney’s perverted and vulgar behavior. Stockings were a woman’s personal item, and some people had strange fetishes—from underwear to socks with odor. Lauren would not let anyone touch her intimate clothing, except perhaps her beloved Andrew.
Meanwhile, Andrew was amazed at Rodney’s boldness. It was one thing to have such peculiar interests, but to announce them publicly showed there was definitely something wrong with the young man’s mind.
With a wave of Rodney’s hand, a Madblade Academy student jumped into the ring. Jerry was visibly upset. “How dare you send a mere student to fight! Fine, if you’re going to be so cocky, I’ll teach you a lesson you won’t forget!”
Then, Ollie jumped into the ring. The Madblade student, wearing a black headband, immediately launched a high kick at Ollie, who dodged to the side with a snort and countered with an elbow strike to the face.
Andrew watched the exchange and shook his head.
“What’s wrong, Dr. Lloyd?” Lauren asked curiously.
“The outcome is already decided,” Andrew replied simply.
“Already? But they just started fighting,” Lauren said in surprise.
Andrew explained, “This Madblade student is just pretending to be weak. In a few more exchanges, when Ollie’s stamina drops, he’ll lose.”
Lauren pondered this warning thoughtfully, while Jerry interjected, “If you don’t understand fighting, don’t spout nonsense. Ollie losing in a few exchanges? That’s ridiculous! Combat can change in an instant, and Ollie is my trained student—his fundamentals are far beyond this Madblade student.”
“Whatever makes you happy, Jerry,” Andrew replied with a light laugh.
Behind Jerry, several well-postured Rhodes family bodyguards shared silent smirks. To them, Andrew was just a clown who knew nothing but dared to comment. They knew that if not for Lauren’s protection, Jerry would have already put him in his place.