Kyson had something to say but held back upon further reflection.

Was his sister planning to seek revenge on his behalf?

Dilan was notorious at Skrix Art Institute, renowned as a physically formidable P.E. strong student.

How could Rosalynn have the chance to defeat him?

If Dilan had the nerve to harm his sister even a bit, he wouldn't let him off the hook!

Dilan chuckled as if he had just heard the funniest joke on the planet.

"What did you just say? Do you want to challenge me? You're so slender that I could defeat you in just seconds!"

"That's right! Don't have too much confidence. Hurry up and apologize to Dilan quickly."

Dilan's friends joined in, echoing his sentiments.

Rosalynn looked at Dilan and said, "You don't dare to accept my challenge? You can choose to back out if you're too scared, but you'll have to show my brother with utmost respect from now on and bow to him.'"

The smile on Dilan's face faded. "Are you serious?"

Rosalynn answered, "Do I look like I'm joking?"

Dilan took a long look at Rosalynn, his eyes taking in her beautiful face. "I'll give you another chance. Apologize and I'll let it slide."

"Bow to him." Rosalynn cut him off.

Dilan's face darkened, clearly not liking the interruption. "You brought this on yourself. Don't go blaming me for what happens later."

A self-assured smile curved on Rosalynn's lips. "Kid, all losers are hesitating from the very beginning."

Dilan flushed with anger. "You asked for it!"

The next moment, he reached out to grab her.

Rosalynn dodged easily. Simultaneously, with swift precision, she pinned his hand behind his back and propelled him forward with force.

Dilan stumbled and fell forward. He struggled to stabilize himself.