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Realizing how severe the consequences of her actions could be, Amelia did not insist on continuing with her

physiotherapy session for the day.

Zeke then suggested, “Let's go out and do something fun. Your dream is to be a soldier, isn't it? I'll take you to a

military boxing match so that you can see how skillful they are.”

The girl clapped her hands gleefully and cheered in approval. “Let's ask Mommy to join us!”

“Your mother hasn't recovered yet and needs to rest, so let's not disturb her. Once she has fully recovered, we'll all

go out and have some fun together,” Zeke replied in a persuasive tone.

Being the thoughtful and considerate girl that she was, Amelia nodded.

Then, Zeke picked her up in his arms and headed for Titan Boxing Gym.

The last time he was at the hospital, he witnessed Thomas absorbing large amounts of negative energy. That was

sufficient proof that the latter had some connection with Netherworld.

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Thus, Zeke was determined to get to the bottom of the matter and find out what Thomas was scheming with

Netherworld.

Meanwhile, Titan Boxing Gym was packed to the brim. Although there was still an hour left before the match, there

was not a single empty seat.

The crowd that day consisted of the city's most powerful and influential people, including the mayor, who were all

there for no other reason than to watch Boxing King in action.

It was something they had never seen, so they were not going to miss out on such a rare chance to witness it for

themselves. At the same time, they were curious to see who had the ability to entice Boxing King into a boxing

match.

A massive crowd had also thronged the outside of the gym, people jostling against each other.

The majority of them were wealthy.

Titan Boxing Gym was not small, but it was not huge either. It was only big enough to accommodate those that

were rich and powerful.

Those who were rich but not powerful could only stand at the entrance anxiously, unable to purchase an admission

ticket even with all the money they had.

Suddenly, the two security guards stopped a plump man trying to squeeze his way through the door at the

entrance. “Wait a minute, Mr. Landon. Please show us your admission ticket.”

The plump man, known as Henry Landon, fished a ticket from his pocket and handed it to the security guards. Then,

he tried to push his way past them again.

The two security guards, one plump and one thin, took one glance at the ticket and instantly recognized it as a

counterfeit. Once again, they stopped Henry from entering.

“Mr. Landon, do you take us for bumbling idiots? This admission ticket of yours is clearly a counterfeit. Do you know

the consequences of doing something like this? If Mr. Boxing King finds out, you'd be as good as dead.”

Henry pleaded desperately, “I'm begging you... Please let me in. Mr. Boxing King is my idol. I aspire to be just like

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him. If I get to watch him fight with my own eyes just once, I can die without any regrets. I've always been very

generous with my tips to you. All I'm asking is for you to turn a blind eye this one time. That's not too much to ask,

is it?”

The security guards shook their heads. “Seeing as how you've always been generous to us in the past, we'll keep a

lid on this matter. However, you're just asking for trouble if you continue to push your luck. You should put yourself

in our shoes. If we let you in, we'll be the ones who get punished in the end. What's more, the seats are all full. Even

if you go in, you won't have any place to sit.”

“That's not a problem. I can stand. Name your price. No matter how much money you want, I'll give it to you,”

Henry said hastily.

Those words drew the attention of the crowd.

Even if we can't sit, we can stand! We might even have the chance to catch a glimpse of Mr. Boxing King in action!

The security guards chuckled. “Stand? Wouldn't you be proclaiming to Mr. Boxing King that you don't have an

admission ticket? Things will only end badly for you then.”

Henry drooped his shoulders dejectedly. Well, I suppose that's it. I gave it my best shot.

The crowd also looked crestfallen.

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