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At this point, spoken words had taken an unannounced holiday from Zeke’s brain.
Damn. This man’s shameless. He’s lying through his teeth.
Zeke refuted, “But from what I know, Martial Arts Association had invited Barnaby to go against Master Williams.
They’re enemies. How can Master Williams be someone from the Martial Arts Association?”
Franklin sneered, “You don’t even have any common sense. Martial Arts Association has branches in each state.
The Eastend branch has nothing to do with the Oakheart City branch. The Oakheart City Martial Arts Association
was foolish to cross Master Williams. Their actions have nothing to do with the Eastend branch. We’ve had an
internal discussion. We’ll be asking the Oakheart City branch to apologize to our Master Williams.”
Franklin’s words were spoken in a logical manner, and there seemed to be no loopholes. Lacey found herself
believing in him.
She said, “Mr. Jackman, if you know Master Williams, could you please introduce us to him? Master Williams has
helped us greatly this time. We need to express our gratitude in person.”
Franklin replied, “No problem. But Master Williams has been busy preparing for the battle. He’s busy with work, so
he can’t meet with you for now. No worries. I have a ticket for you to watch the battle with me. You can use this
ticket to witness Master Williams fighting against the attackers at the borders. When the battle is over, I’ll arrange
for a meeting between Master Williams and you.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtZeke froze.
“A battle for watching the fight? What’s that?”
Franklin scoffed again, “You really don’t know anything. When the battle begins, it’ll be chaos at the borders.
Innocents will be hurt. We, the Martial Arts Association, will be in charge of maintaining order. We’ll be protecting
the civilians’ safety by establishing a safe spot around the battle. Those with this ticket will be allowed to stand
within this safe spot to observe the battle. Don’t worry, Lacey. We’ll protect the guests and won’t endanger any of
them. Let me tell you this. This is a rare ticket to get, and its market value has skyrocketed. The cheapest ticket is at
least 50 million.”
Realization dawned on Zeke.
This Martial Arts Association is smart!
They’re using the attack as a means for business.
The cheapest ticket is five hundred thousand each.
If the tickets are in hundreds and thousands, that would be hundreds of millions, even billions, earned!
Zeke was upset.
I’m the one risking my life in the battle, but the Martial Arts Association is earning from it.
Martial Arts Association is nothing but a parasite!
Lacey said, “Mr. Jackman. I’ll give you one million. Please give me two tickets for the battle.”
Lacey said, “Mr. Jackman. I’ll give you one million. Please give me two tickets for the battle.”
She wanted to purchase one for Zeke as well.
However, Franklin would never agree to it.
He wanted only her to go so that he could have a chance to be alone with her.
If another person were there, he would have no chance.
He pasted on a frown and apologized, “I’m sorry, Lacey. I only have two tickets. It’s tough to even buy the tickets
now.”
Lacey was disappointed.
“Oh.”
Zeke muttered, “Lacey, give him back the ticket. I can get you as many tickets as you like.”
“Pfft!” Franklin snorted in disdain.
“Mr. Williams, you’re good with jokes. Even I, a member of the Martial Arts Association, could only get these two
tickets after much difficulty. How could you, a kept man, get as many tickets as you want? This is a great joke!”
Lacey whispered, “Zeke, this is our only chance to thank Master Williams in person. We can’t let this opportunity slip
past us. I have to give my thanks to Master Williams.”
Gleefully, Franklin said, “Lacey, I’ll pick you up on the day of the battle. I’ll be taking my leave now. Glad to
cooperate with you. Goodbye.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmLocey soid, “Mr. Jockmon. I’ll give you one million. Pleose give me two tickets for the bottle.”
She wonted to purchose one for Zeke os well.
However, Fronklin would never ogree to it.
He wonted only her to go so thot he could hove o chonce to be olone with her.
If onother person were there, he would hove no chonce.
He posted on o frown ond opologized, “I’m sorry, Locey. I only hove two tickets. It’s tough to even buy the tickets
now.”
Locey wos disoppointed.
“Oh.”
Zeke muttered, “Locey, give him bock the ticket. I con get you os mony tickets os you like.”
“Pfft!” Fronklin snorted in disdoin.
“Mr. Willioms, you’re good with jokes. Even I, o member of the Mortiol Arts Associotion, could only get these two
tickets ofter much difficulty. How could you, o kept mon, get os mony tickets os you wont? This is o greot joke!”
Locey whispered, “Zeke, this is our only chonce to thonk Moster Willioms in person. We con’t let this opportunity slip
post us. I hove to give my thonks to Moster Willioms.”
Gleefully, Fronklin soid, “Locey, I’ll pick you up on the doy of the bottle. I’ll be toking my leove now. Glod to
cooperote with you. Goodbye.”
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