"If the two of you can beat me together, then consider it your victory."
The casual words, carried by the evening wind, fell into everyone's ears, causing an unimaginable shock in their hearts.
The surrounding chatters ceased almost instantly upon hearing her words.
Everyone simultaneously shut their mouths and stared, wide-eyed, at the calm and composed Flossie Wright standing in the center. It felt like they were hearing an Arabian Nights' tale.
Yet, as Becca Reyes, who had been eagerly waiting for Flossie's "performance", heard these words, she almost choked on her tea.
Damn!
Isn't this arrogance taken to a new height?!
If it were said that Flossie had superior skills in handling guns, Becca would have no doubts, but this was a two-on-one, and a battle of numbers at that...
Regardless of whether she could win or not, Flossie's overbearing stance alone was enough to dampen the spirits of all challengers!
"Flossie Wright, don't overdo it!"
