Bab 508: New Coach Part II

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“No chance in hell!”

A decisive refusal that completely disregarded their plea stunned the men from the national sports team. Still, there was someone who had a subtle smile, like he had predicted that answer from the start.

Currently, the trio was gathered in a card shop in the middle of Bangkok. The large butterfly logo was plastered on the front. Inside, an air conditioner was turned on at full blast, as the owner of the place sat in her spot, a large steel coffee mug next to her like a trusty weapon. There was no hint of hospitality on her face since the three guests were all people that she didn’t want to welcome at all!

“Please calm down and listen to what we have to offer first Ms. Fon.”

“You’re calling me Ms. Fon? So you want to die that badly, huh?”

Merlin tried to initiate the negotiation peacefully, but his reputation as the strongest summoner in Thailand couldn’t faze the beautiful shop owner at all. She merely spared him a glance of disdain.