Chapter 123: Young people these days aren't easy to mess with.

As the murmurs swelled below the stage, Clark's cheeks burned to the tips of his ears. He had not imagined he would be sent reeling by a woman. If he hadn't gotten his guard up in time, he might have been kicked even farther, perhaps straight onto his back. If that had happened, even winning later would not have saved him; his reputation would have been in tatters. Clark's face was a mess; he couldn't have looked worse. In the audience, Ronan wore the same pinched look. He had thrown down a hefty...