URBAN VILLAIN SYSTEM-Chapter 35: K- Drama Queen

All eyes shifted toward Tony Clark.

The challenge had already been thrown. There was no way to pretend it hadn’t happened. The entire weapon hall had turned into a stage, and everyone present knew it.

Some elders standing at the edges exchanged quiet looks. They understood exactly how uneven this fight would be. A twelfth-class discipline marshal against a grand master marshal.

The gap wasn’t small... It was a one way death.

Julie clenched her fists at Tony’s side. She could clearly see what was happening. Edward didn’t come here for a fair fight. He came to humiliate Tony in front of everyone. Still, she held herself back. This wasn’t her decision to make.

Many in the crowd had already made up their minds.

"He won’t accept."

"He can’t win."

"It’ll be a one-sided fight."

Edward stood there confidently, waiting.

Before Tony could respond, Lily stepped forward. "Edward, why are you challenging him like this? If you want a fight, fight someone suitable. Fight me."

The hall stirred again... No one expected Lily to support Tony at this point.

Edward’s expression shifted for a moment. He hadn’t expected that. Anyone who knew the academy rankings understood what that meant. Fighting Lily-Frost was not an option. It was humiliation waiting to happen.

He recovered quickly, but the hesitation had already shown.

At that moment, Servant Kelvin stepped forward smoothly, placing himself between them. "Miss Lily, you misunderstand," he said. "My master is not acting without reason. He simply wants to stop a mistake."

Kelvin turned slightly toward the crowd as he spoke, his voice loud and clear. "How can the 9th prince stay silent while watching the woman he admires being forced into a marriage with someone unworthy? My master only wishes to confirm whether Tony Clark deserves her."

The tone was carefully chosen.

In just a few sentences, the situation shifted. Edward no longer looked like an aggressor. He looked like someone standing up for love.

"Yes, Lady Frost," Edward added, stepping back into control. "I only want to see if he is worthy. Surely the young master of the Clark family won’t avoid a simple fight for his own fiancee?"

Julie couldn’t hold back anymore. "Enough," she said sharply. "Do you think we’re all fools? You came here to bully him."

Servant Kelvin didn’t react to her anger. Instead, he smiled slightly. "If it feels unfair, we can adjust the terms."

That line caught attention.

"We’ll remove life energy and techniques,"Servant Kelvin continued. "Just a pure physical fight. Fists and legs. No advantages."

He glanced at Edward briefly, then back at the crowd.

Edward nodded immediately. "That’s reasonable. I have no interest in bullying someone weaker."

The reaction this time was different.

"That’s fair..."

"Prince Edward is being reasonable."

"A fight like that makes sense."

"If Tony refuses now..." The whispers turned.

Lily noticed it immediately. The direction had changed. If Tony didn’t respond now, the narrative would settle against him.

She stayed silent... This had crossed a point where interference would only make things worse.

Now the entire hall waited with great anticipation.

Tony finally moved.

He looked at Edward, then at Kelvin, then briefly at the crowd. His expression wasn’t angry. It wasn’t pressured. If anything, it looked slightly tired.

"Why should I fight you?" Tony asked.

The question dropped like cold water, cutting through the noise of spectators.

Edward smiled faintly. "To prove your sincerity."

Tony let out a small laugh, shaking his head. "Sincerity?"

He took a step forward, his voice calm but clear. "Edward, who do you think you are? I’m not snatching your wife. Whether I prove anything to Lily or not... that’s my business."

The hall went quiet again.

Tony turned slightly, looking at the surrounding crowd. "Does anyone here want to see my sincerity? Please step forward, I won’t crush your family."

No one answered... The meaning was obvious. It wasn’t a request. It was a warning.

Servant Kelvin stepped in immediately. "Master Tony, there’s no need to threaten others using your family name."

Tony’s gaze shifted to him instantly. "Enough, little dog," he said. "You’ve spoken more than enough already."

Kelvin tried to maintain composure. "I’m only explaining..."

Tony cut him off. "No. You’re twisting things. Fight, fight, fight... that’s all I’ve been hearing,"

Tony continued. "Since when did it become my job to fight every random person who wants to prove something?"

A few people in the crowd exchanged looks... The logic was simple.

Tony stretched slightly, as if bored. "If the 9th prince wants to prove his feelings and his strength... That’s fine. But why should I get involved?"

The murmurs shifted again.

"He has a point..."

"Why should he accept?"

Tony looked back at Edward. "You’re upset. You like Lily and you can’t accept this engagement. That’s your problem. Why should I solve it for you?"

A faint ripple of reaction moved through the hall.

Tony continued without pause. "And this whole act..." He gestured lightly. "Standing here, making speeches, challenging me... what is this?"

He tilted his head slightly. "A performance?"

A few quiet laughs broke out from the crowd.

Tony didn’t stop. "I didn’t expect the Ninth Prince to be a drama queen."

That hit directly... Edward clenched his fists.

Tony even changed his tone slightly, mimicking. "Lady Lily, choose me. I’m more worthy. If not, I’ll fight your fiance to prove my feelings."

This time, more people laughed openly.

Edward’s patience snapped. "Tony, stop this nonsense," he said sharply.

Tony looked at him, completely calm. "Then stop asking for it."

Silence followed... The balance had shifted again.

Edward stood there, anger visible now, but he didn’t move forward. The situation wasn’t going the way he had planned.

Tony didn’t give him space to recover. "Everyone knew that you came here for something... This isn’t just about a fight."

That line landed differently.

Edward didn’t reply immediately.

Tony’s eyes narrowed slightly, not in anger, but in clarity. He had already seen enough.

The servant... The public setup... The controlled narrative... None of it was random.

Tony’s voice lowered just enough. "If you want something... say it properly. Otherwise, shut your 9 holes and leave."

The hall stayed silent, waiting. Everyone’s gaze turned towards the 9th prince.

Lily and Julie also waited with smile.

This time, the pressure wasn’t on Tony anymore... It had shifted entirely to Edward.