Chapter 37: The Attacker's Identity

SILENCE FILLED the conversation as the man in front of August wasn’t able to speak. His lips were parted and his eyes were full of amusement, surprise, and mockery at the same time.

Watching August fight with one of his bodyguards earlier made him amazed. Still, his skills were incomparable when it comes to him.

“Are you sure about that?” the man asked as he stood properly and placed both his hands in his pocket. “I might beat you into a pulp.”

‘He’s annoyingly confident,’ August said at the back of his mind as he stared at the man in front of him. ‘I wanted to smash that sly smile of his.’

They almost had the same height— but not the same build. The man looked more experienced and muscular than him.

“I’m not sure,” August answered, slightly sarcastic, and snapped his neck. “Would you like to try?”

“The name’s Mateo,” the man corrected him as he raised a brow. “And sure. If you insist, then.”

The preparation didn’t last long. After a while, both of them were standing on the training g