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Norah rose from the ground, brushing the earth off her trousers with a nonchalant air. Her gaze, colder than a
winter's night, pierced Remy as she addressed him with a metaphorical jab. “You claimed to be the underground
boxing champion. Just a slight misstep and the so-called champion would have met his end right here.”
Remy, trembling with both pain and realization, absorbed the impactful message. “Did you... Did you just mean
that?”
Raising an eyebrow, Norah responded with a simple, “Yeah.” She sauntered toward him, positioning herself
directly above him, and delivered a cryptic ultimatum. “Think of it as a return favor for a kindness you extended
in the past. But be warned—if there's a next encounter, | won't hold back. Inform your boss that if he truly wants
to deal with me, he should approachdirectly and abandon these underhanded tactics. Otherwise, you know
what will happen.”
In the meantime, the Sacredice members swiftly handled the four men from the Breaker, completing their task
before vanishing from the scene like phantoms in the night.
Undoubtedly, the Sacredice’s people possessed an inherent strength that bordered on the extraordinary.
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As Remy grappled with the cryptic nature of Norah's words, he raised his eyes to witness her resolute departure.
A distant recollection bubbled up from the recesses of his mind. Many years ago, as Remy journeyed through the
scarred landscapes of the East, bearing the marks of numerous boxing battles, he encountered a heart-
wrenching scene. A little girl, begging in the frigid cold, quivered from the biting chill.
The girl clung tightly to her legs, yearning for a sliver of warmth. Her cheeks were adorned with frost, and her
entire body trembled in the cold embrace.
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Bearing the trophy of his hard-fought boxing triumph, Remy, in an act of generosity, decided to share a fragment
of his victory spoils with the shivering girl. Whether moved by a sense of pity for her or stirred by poignant
reflections on his own desolate past, Remy chose to give the food that could have nourished him for an entire
half-month.
Reflecting on this, Remy wondered if Norah was that girl.
His stare shifted to a stern expression as he grappled with her inexplicable maneuvers. Her movements were
ethereal and unpredictable. She even foresaw his boxing patterns, rendering her a formidable enigma.
Had it not been for that benevolent deed in his past, he would now share the ground with his fallen comrades.
Contemplating Norah's alluring visage and formidable skills, Remy’s expression revealed a complex blend of
emotions. He had labored for numerous years in the clandestine world of underground boxing, a relentless
odyssey that had ultimately led to his current state of glory.
Yet waves of pain caused by Norah crashed over him, prompting a bitter laugh to escape his lips. He vowed to
etch the audacious Norah deep within his recollections.
Norah advanced, reaching the intersection ahead and resuming her contact with Sean.
“Norah, we're almost there. Wait for us at the hospital entrance—just a few minutes.” Sean's resonant voice
echoed through the phone as the call connected.
A sense of unease gripped Sean, prompting him to straighten up. “What happened?”
“Ill tell you later.”
In just three minutes, a sleek black sedan raced toward Norah, halting before her.
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Before the car had fully stopped, the rear door swung open, and Sean hastened out. He grasped Norah's hand,
conducting a thorough examination of her well-being. “Are you okay? Are you hurt?”
During the three-minute journey, Sean had swiftly reached out to the two men from Sacredice who were in
charge of Norah's safety, gathering insights about the unfolding incident.
“The body is Remy. The reigning champion of the underground boxing ring. Did you cross paths with him? Any
internal injuries?” Sean found it impossible to articulate the depth of his worry upon hearing the news, urging
Phillip relentlessly to drive faster.
Norah gracefully raised her hands, twirling in front of Sean, a subtle smile gracing her radiant face. “Don’t worry
about me. Besides, you've arranged for the men from Sacredice to protect me. No harm will cmy way.”
Turning back to face Sean, she reached out, enveloping his slender waist and gazing up at him. “Darling, don’t
worry about me.”
Norah selectively engaged in battles she was confident of winning. She never embarked on endeavors she knew
would end in defeat.
Cradling Norah's fragrant and supple form in his arms, Sean released a deep breath. In every aspect, his
girlfriend was flawless, yet a tad too courageous for her own good.
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