Chapter 591
Lauren frowned. “Looks like Aspen isn’t satisfied with just humiliating Rodney. Now it seems like she wants to trample all over the pride of Jayrodale’s martial arts community just to flaunt her arrogance.”
Francesca said with disdain, “I used to feel a bit sorry for her when Rodney took advantage of her. But now, it’s clear – she’s nothing but a troublemaker. Sooner or later, her pretty face will be ruined!”
Gordon stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at the crowd with contempt. “I’ve heard Gabo Creek’s martial arts scene is full of heroes. In Bridgefields, I’ve already made my mark, and frankly, they weren’t much. But at least there were a few iron-willed fighters. Coming to Jayrodale, I thought I’d encounter some worthy opponents. Turns out, this place is even worse than Bridgefields.”
His blatant mockery angered the crowd.
The underground figures of Jayrodale, closely connected to the martial arts community and accustomed to settling disputes with their fists, were especially incensed.
Even Dylan and Natasha, standing nearby, couldn’t hide their displeasure as they watched Gordon’s disdainful performance.
Dylan said coldly, “Mr. Woods, in martial arts, there are levels of skill and strength. Winning is winning, and losing is losing. But to belittle Jayrodale’s martial arts community like this – don’t you think you’re being a bit arrogant?”
Gordon smirked, exuding an air of superiority. “Do I even need to look down on ants? I’m just speaking the truth!”
Dylan was furious. “Fine! Then I, Dylan Garner of Jayrodale, will have the audacity to challenge you.”
Gordon waved dismissively with one hand. “Forget it. If you step up, you’ll just end up crippled. Wouldn’t it be better to stay down and enjoy life?”
Natasha sneered. “For someone your age, you sure talk big without fear of biting your tongue.”
“Let me, Natasha Vostokoff, have the honor of learning from you,” she said.
Gordon glanced at her and scoffed. “You’re slightly stronger than Dylan, but only just. In my eyes, there’s no difference – it’ll all end the same way, with utter defeat.”
Both Natasha and Dylan’s expressions darkened.
They exchanged a glance, silently agreeing that even if they were no match for him, they had to step up and try to put this arrogant old man in his place for the honor of Jayrodale’s martial arts community.
This was a matter of martial pride, and it wasn’t something Marvin, Mark, or Tiana could interfere with. They were prominent figures in other fields, but Gordon’s disdain was squarely aimed at the martial arts community. It would be inappropriate for them to intervene.
Aspen chuckled. “Let it go, Mr. Woods. There’s no need to entertain any challenges. Look, there’s already a dead dog lying there, and no one dares to speak up against you. In my eyes, Jayrodale’s martial artists are nothing but spineless weaklings.”
Gordon burst into laughter. “Well said! Spineless weaklings – what an apt description. I approve of it!”
Aspen cast a cold glance toward Andrew’s side and let out a mocking laugh but didn’t say a word.
Francesca’s expression changed. “I see what’s happening. Aspen is provoking Andrew, trying to force him to make a move.”
Lauren said coldly, “That was clear from the start. She tortured Rodney to rile up Jayrodale’s martial artists and to see how Andrew would react. Then this hunchbacked old man joined in to escalate the situation, all to bait Andrew into fighting him.”
From the VIP section, Tiana glanced at Marvin. “Mr. Yates, that Andrew kid… Aspen’s intentions are so obvious, and yet he’s just sitting there like a scared quail. Is that really acceptable?”
Marvin shrugged. “Don’t worry. He’ll step up.”
Tiana sneered. “And then what? Ask for death?”
Marvin chuckled. “Exactly. The only question is, whose death are we talking about?”