Claus dared not exhibit any form of disrespect toward Aislin, who had just stepped into the arena. Not only was Aislin a prominent figure in the Supreme Honor Rankings, but she was also the daughter of Quindon, a renowned figure in the Eight Major Secret Realms.
“Ms. Yuchamore, I...”
Right as Claus was about to say something else, Aislin shot him a glare. “Leave.”
Claus shuddered and left the arena.
“Ms. Yuchamore, why did you come to my arena instead of staying at yours?”
The lecherous grin was gone from Windshadow's face by then. Instead, he seemed sheepish.
“I can no longer tolerate witnessing your mistreatment of women. I challenge you to a duel. If I lose, you'll have the opportunity to kiss me. But if you lose, I'll ensure your manhood is taken from you,” Aislin growled, her eyes filled with menacing intent.
“Ms. Yuchamore, please stop pulling my leg. I know I'm no match for you, and I'm not going to fight you. I'm surrendering...”
Windshadow was no fool. He knew that he could not fight against Aislin and win.
“You're not allowed to surrender,” Aislin bellowed.
“Why not? It's allowed in the rules. You can't change the rules to your liking just because your father is Quindon Yuchamore,” Windshadow replied.
Aislin was rendered speechless at that. After all, if she disagreed with him, it meant that she was going up against her father's rules.
However, if she let Windshadow surrender, she would not be able to teach the pervert a lesson.
At that moment, Aislin was stumped.
Just then, Jared marched into the arena. “Let me try fighting this shameless man instead.”
Aislin turned to Jared and furrowed her brows. “You?”
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