CHAPTER TEN

Dante raised his brow in question, "You're gonna teach me?"

Sebastian nodded. "Yeah."

Dante squinted his eyes, he scrutinized Sebastian from his head to toe. "Teach me, huh? How good are you? Are you better than Xander and Timothy?"

Sebastian's men found it unbelievable. For the first time, a person is doubting their boss's ability. That hurt their pride as his men.

"Mr Yolando, our boss..."

One guy tried to caution but Sebastian cut him off. "It's fine. Let's show him, shall we? Xander, to the ring."

Xander's heart skipped a beat. There is no way on earth he's sparing with Sebastian.

"No no. I'm good. Timothy is better than I am." He glanced at Timothy, who was glaring at him, "Isn't that right, Timothy?"

"I'd love to but my throat hurts, so..."

Dante snickered, "you fight with your fists and legs, not with your oesophagus, Timothy. Are you that scared?" He turned to Sebastian, "you're that good, huh?"

"More than that." Fred said.

"I won't believe that until I see