Mistaken Match: Marrying the Enigmatic CEO by Ruby Fennimore

Chapter 2301 The Music Saint and the Breathtaking Blossom!

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“What makes you think you’re a hero? And what gives you the right to believe your faith is the only correct one? You b*stard!”

Yorick’s fury erupted as he unleashed his Savage Tiger Roar.

His fists shot forward like a ravenous tiger pouncing on its prey–each punch fierce, each strike powerful enough to shatter stone and earth. Santiago’s eyes widened in shock, forced to defend himself against the relentless onslaught.

The tavern’s patrons fled in terror, fearing that the two fighters would bring the entire building crashing down around them.

“Are you really trying to kill me?!” Santiago gasped after blocking the onslaught. His clothes were shredded, streaks of blood visible across his chest, and even his face bore three bloody gashes–he looked utterly battered.

“I have to kill you–because I can’t kill Jane! I have to stop her before she makes a terrible mistake!” Yorick roared, charging forward again.

“You stubborn mule! The Dawnbringer must have misjudged you–you don’t deserve to share the title of saint with me!” Santiago’s anger boiled over as he grabbed his spear. The Dance of Six Spears ignited with dazzling brilliance, its radiant glow outshining every lantern in the tavern.

“Watch me take you down!”

As Santiago spun his spear, six azure dragons burst forth from its tip, coiling toward Yorick with the force of a tidal wave ready to devour a tiger.

Now, it was Yorick’s turn to be stunned. Although he had witnessed Santiago use this technique against powerful foes before, experiencing its overwhelming pressure firsthand was far more terrifying. The dragons‘ majestic presence was like an ocean crashing down upon him.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The sound of energy piercing through the air echoed as the tavern walls were punctured with holes, leaving the structure swaying as if a single gust of wind might bring it down.

Blood dripped from Yorick’s wounds onto the wooden floorboards. Yet neither man backed down. Their eyes blazed with unyielding determination–tonight, neither would stop until the other was completely subdued.

let your selfish pride cost innocent

and elegant voice suddenly rang out, causing both saints to

the tavern. The sound of a lute resonated with a power that seemed limitless, instantly pulling both men into an auditory illusion. A surge

a woman dressed in a white gown with a crimson cloak draped over her shoulders, silently admiring her senior’s skill.

nellatever!

crowd had fallen into a peaceful slumber. Only then did the woman in crimson cloak

“Ms. Sheffield–Grey!”

are you

men shifted awkwardly, like children caught misbehaving, suddenly unable to meet the woman’s

I hadn’t come, would you have let innocent people die because of your childish

even forced a grin and said, “Sorry, I shouldn’t have gone all out in a place like this. But hey, no one got hurt, right? Haha… I’ll be

her eyes to Yorick. “And

but he quickly shook off the thought and replied, “It’s all Santiago’s fault! He’s

back immediately. “I support Artemis because it’s what’s best for Chanaea in the long run. We Chanaeans value strategy we’re not a nation that

“You did force Jane!”

“I didn’t!”

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once. “You two were granted saintly titles by the Dawnbringer himself, yet

glared at each other, eyes filled with disdain, yet neither

kind of person you think he is,” Liora

wanting to respond but unable to find the words. After all, he had known Santiago for many years and knew the man wasn’t domineering or unreasonable. Yet, he couldn’t shake the belief

the pro–war faction, but that doesn’t mean you can force Santiago to

stance, surprising Yorick. “Ms. Sheffield–Grey… are

does it matter whether I support him or not? I have no desire to get involved in

the conflict with her heart. Yorick, in particular, noticed that her expression mirrored the same

is her own choice,” Liora said, her tone firm yet

asked hesitantly, “if my sister is going to perform in Zovince, will you