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Chapter 249

Author: Only For You
"I won't need to step in because you can handle this alone," one of the Weller family elders said calmly.

"Don't worry," the other elder replied dismissively. "I am enough to deal with these upstarts alone."

With swift movements, the two Bridgefields Stevens family masters leaped over the crowd and landed on the Weller family's stage. The Weller family, displaying their confidence, left only one elder to face them.

"How arrogant of the Weller family to fight two masters alone. Aren't they afraid of losing?" someone in the crowd muttered.

"Those Bridgefields Stevens martial artists look pretty strong!" another added.

Christina's palms were sweating with anxiety. Her fate now rested on these two masters from the main family.

"Don't worry, Christie. Our people will knock the Weller family down a peg," Irene said confidently.

Leroy added excitedly, "Christie, with the main family's masters backing us, we can finally hold our heads high. The Weller family is nothing now!"

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Gabrielle
How can people be fighting when someone just died,and what's with the martial backing, i know its just a story but please make it believable.
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Chidiobi Uchenna Vitus
The more you read, the more uninteresting the story becomes. So much repartition and unrealistic circumstances make the story less interesting.
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