"Ladies and gentlemen!"
Stallon looked around and thundered, "Today is All Souls' Day. No matter who is injured in this match, it will inevitably affect our relationship, so I would like to change the rules of the match."
He pointed to a giant water tank by the door. "Whoever can lift the water tank and hold it for the longest time is the winner."
'What?'
The entire court rose to a tumult in an instant; everyone was shocked.
"That water tank is at least a thousand catties, no?"
"I heard that Stallon is a brute in Storm City. There should be no problem for him to pick up the water tank, but can Holden do it?"
"That is interesting..."
Amidst the commotion, many people cast Dominic a strange smile.
Dominic was annoyed.
'F*ck! Stallon is obviously doing that on purpose. He is a brute, so he would have no problem picking up the water tank, but how could Holden possibly do the same?'
Holden stood in the court with an extremely ugly expression on his face.
He was not afraid of going against Stallon in a duel, but if they were to compete for their strength, how could Holden possibly be the burly man's opponent? However, if Holden chose to give up, San Morio City would be humiliated.
"You—"
Finally, Ivy could not hold in her emotions anymore. She stood up and growled, "That is not fair—"
Hunter interrupted before Ivy could finish her sentence. "Miss Ivy, Stallon is just doing that for entertainment. That is not a real match. If you feel that it is unfair, Holden can always choose not to accept the challenge."
Ivy's face flushed after hearing Hunter's statement. She shook in a fury, but she had nothing to refute.
"Alright!"
Suddenly, Kelly, who had been sitting next to the throne, said with a smile, "Today is a happy day. Don't get into an argument."
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