Frankly, Chyntia was not interested in such a club.
This was because the members of the Medusa Dames were skilled in Aphroditeux Wrestling, but they were not that good in real martial arts.
He could tell just by looking at Cyrene. She was supposedly equivalent to a Tier-4 master fighter, but her fighting skills were no match for an ordinary Tier-4 master fighter.
Still, he did not expect Cyrene would be able to track him so well. She was so skilled at concealing her presence that he assumed she had to be Evilasius.
After learning about her motive, Chyntia could not be bothered to lower himself to her level anymore. He said coldly, “Not interested.”
Upon saying that, he turned around and left without another word to Cyrene.
She was rather astonished and embarrassed by his cold attitude. What was going on? The man was actually ignoring her?
He was being too arrogant!
However, after some consideration, she figured the man was not as simple as he seemed. He had recently been placed on the Olympian ranking list, pushing out Scythe Uroloki. He deserved to ignore her.
Still, she was on a mission from her leader.
She could not allow herself to give up so easily, so she followed him and said, “Sergeant Larson, don’t decline too soon. Our leader is very sincere in her invitation to you. She wishes to get better acquainted with you.”
Chyntia continued ignoring her and got back into his car.
It was another crushing blow to Cyrene’s ego. She opened the door immediately and got into the passenger’s seat. She said in all seriousness, “Are you listening to me, Chyntia?”
Chyntia looked toward her and said nonchalantly, “I told you that I won’t be going, so get out of the car.”
Cyrene was infuriated and could not tolerate such disrespect.
She attempted to utilize Aphroditeux Wrestling. In an instant, her face flushed pink and her eyes went moist with tears. Her entire body was extremely enchanting and bursting with charm.
If another man had been in Chyntia’s place, even a perfect-class master fighter, her eyes would have enthralled him at one glance.
She was very confident that Chyntia could certainly be seduced through her Aphroditeux Wrestling.
Her skills had improved even more after her recent return to the Medusa Dames. Their leader had given her guidance.
However, her Aphroditeux Wrestling had no effect on Milos. He merely replied with a frosty remark.
Cyrene was caught off guard instantly upon hearing that.
This was her Aphroditeux Wrestling!
It was an extremely effective wrestling technique!
However, she could tell Chyntia had not been enticed by her at all. On the contrary, he was looking at her with mockery in his eyes.
The corner of her lips twitched ferociously. Her enchanting manner had vanished, replaced by exasperation. She spoke through her clenched teeth, “I won’t lower myself to a blockhead’s level!”
Next, she calmed her mind and breathing before she said solemnly, “Mandra, I’m serious. Our leader would like to invite you over for a meal and you must agree to it.”
Chyntia chuckled. “What if I don’t?”
