Chapter 120 The Night Before the Final Showdown!

• Seeing Anthony Shaw’s grave, worried face, Francis Lynch just chuckled, noncommittal. “Why are you getting so worked up? Didn’t I tell you already? I’ve got this duel in the bag.”
• At that, Anthony let out a long, heavy sigh. “Mr. Lynch, you absolutely cannot underestimate Master Xing’an. You and him aren’t even on the same level.”
• Francis drew a deep breath, sat up straight on the couch, and asked seriously, “Mr. Shaw, then tell me—what tricks does this Master Xing’an have that spooked you this bad?”