Love At The Wrong Table

Chapter 2283 A Battle for Chanaea’s Pride

“Loudmouths.”

“So full of themselves.”

“These Shoiyans need to be taught a lesson!”

The Chapel of Oros friars may have been disciplined men, but even they had their limits.

The Shoiyan had been pushing their luck for too long.

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“Peace be with you.” The Zen Master bowed again, though a trace of frustration flickered in his eyes. “Mr. Yorick, if this is truly about settling the past, then I have no choice but to face you to ensure today’s ceremony proceeds without further disruption.”

His voice remained steady but firm. “However, let it be known–I do not claim to be the peak of Chanaean martial arts. If I win, I ask the Shoiyan martial artists to leave in good faith and end their intimidation. If I lose, that does not mean Chanaea’s martial arts are lacking-”

A burst of laughter cut him off.

Kellan and the Shoiyans sneered.

“What’s this? Already coming up with excuses before the fight even begins?”

“You’re the so–called leader of the Eight Supremes, the face of Chanaea’s martial arts. Why deny it now?”

“Bald friar, even without hair, you should at least have some pride!”

The Shoiyans mocked freely, fueling the hostility.

Gwain and Aora arrived just in time to hear the insults.

For a moment, Gwain wanted to claim his title as Chanaea’s strongest martial artist.

Then his gaze landed on Yorick–his commanding presence, the way the very air around him seemed to bend under his aura.

The memory of his three past defeats flashed through Gwain’s mind.

Speaking out at this moment would be a grave error. If he were confronted and ultimately lost in front of the entire country, it would ruin his reputation.

Aora, always quick to poke fun, smirked. “Hah! Gwain, are you letting the Zen Master take your title as number one?”

“Hmph, this isn’t my fight,” Gwain muttered, swiftly retreating toward the Lannister family’s camp.

Aora chuckled, seeing right through him.

Yet before he could get comfortable, Wyatt turned to him. “Mr. Gwain, you’re back just in time. I’m not sure Zen Master can handle this. Maybe you—”

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The last thing he wanted was to get dragged into this battle.

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His plan? Let Zen Master wear Yorick down, then step in to finish the job. He’d walk away as a hero with a clean, effortless victory.

Fortunately, Yorick paid him no mind. Instead, his attention remained locked on Zen Master.

“If you want to fight, then fight. When you led your me against me before, you never gave me a chance to speak,” he exclaimed, voice edged with irritation.

Zen Master exhaled, hands clasped together, and murmured, “Mr. Yorick, it has been twenty years. I never thought you would hold onto this grudge for so long. Very well–let us settle this.”

The Chanaeans crowd erupted.

“Zen Master, show them who we are!”

Excitement crackled in the air.

The national media, which had arrived to cover the prayer ceremony, quickly shifted focus–this was now a battle for national pride.

This wasn’t just a fight.

Losing meant humiliation, not just for the fighter but for all of Chanaea.

For years, maybe centuries, this moment would be remembered.

No excuses. No second chances.

Defeat would mean disgrace.

As the two grandmasters stepped into the center of the arena, the crowd instinctively stepped back, making way for the fight.

Wendy ordered Imperial Guards to escort Ethan to safety.

Then, she rushed to Chester’s side, helping him to his feet.

Even though his body ached, Chester refused to leave. His bloodshot eyes remained locked on the two grandmasters standing at the center of the battlefield.

The energy they radiated sent gusts of wind swirling through the air–a clear sign of their overwhelming

power.

Despite his frustration, Chester knew one thing.

Yorick was right.

He was miles away from reaching their level. He couldn’t even see their limits.

“When will I be able to stand among them?” Chester muttered, bitterness in his voice.

“You’re still young. Don’t rush it,” Wendy comforted him softly, keeping him grounded. Losing focus now wasn’t an onion–Ethan still needed him.

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Meanwhile, at the base of Divine Mountain, another confrontation was unfolding.

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Emmanuel and his group had finally arrived, but someone was already waiting for them before they could make their way up.

A familiar figure approached as Emmanuel and Mackenzie stepped out of their vehicle.

“Emmanuel, you’re finally here.”

It was Veronica.

She greeted them with her usual calm demeanor, but the sharp glint in her eyes revealed she had something planned.

Slightly surprised, Emmanuel asked, “Ms. Veronica, were you waiting for me?”

“Yes. I figured you wouldn’t take the same route as Mr. Hale, so I made a few preparations,” she responded, waving her hand.

A deep rumble echoed behind her.

Emmanuel and Mackenzie turned–and their eyes widened.

“Whoa! Giant battle trucks and beast blaster cannons!” Beatrix gasped.

Lined up behind Veronica were armored military vehicles and heavy artillery units.

Beatrix wasn’t concerned about their names or where they had come from. She only cared about one thing–how thrilling this was.

However, Mackenzie kept her focus.

“Ms. Veronica, what’s all this for?” she asked.

Veronica’s voice was steady. “You all know what’s waiting up there. Everyone is expecting Emmanuel to walk into a trap. The Wolf Warrior Unit hasn’t arrived yet. The forces around you are scattered. You need support.”

She gestured toward the vehicles. “These are for you. The Zovince checkpoint is up ahead. If you want to make it through, you’ll need more than just determination.” noveldrama

Emmanuel nodded thoughtfully. He realized that he could enter without being seen if he went solo. However, to take his people along, there was only one option–he needed to breach the checkpoint.

Angela hesitated. “Emmanuel… are we really doing this?”

Mackenzie also looked at him, waiting for his call.

Emmanuel chuckled. “We’ve come this far. Ms. Veronica went out of her way for us–we mig is well go all in.”

Mackenzie stayed quiet. Instead, she grasped Emmanuel’s hand tightly as if to signal that she would be there for him no matter what happened next.

Veronica gave a small nod. “Good luck. Remember. voure going up as private individuals. Whatever

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happens, you’re not tied to any faction.”

That was as far as she could help.

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No one could predict what awaited them on Divine Mountain or how Chanaea’s future would unfold from here.

Emmanuel turned to his team.

“Move out!” he commanded.

Shane, Frederick, and the others climbed into the vehicles, unable to hide their excitement.

One thought raced through their minds as their fingers hovered over the controls.

What would it feel like to push that red launch button? The blast, the shockwave, the earth trembling beneath them- pure adrenaline. Would it be exhilarating or terrifying?