Blasphemy!

Villain Ch 1384. Blasphemy!

Allen exhaled through his nose, nodding as he got back into position. The burn in his legs was real, but he pushed through. He had a reputation to uphold, dammit.

But the real problem?

The gym members.

At first, it had just been a few glances. People noticed him, whispering. But then, as Gerry kept calling him Young Master like a lunatic, more people started to really look.

Some just stared, recognizing his face from the magazines and news articles. Others whispered among themselves, clearly debating whether it was actually him or just some guy who looked like him.

And, of course, there were those who looked downright confused.

Because why the hell would Goldborne's heir be in a regular gym?

"Is that really him?"

"Bro, no way. Isn't he supposed to have, like, a private gym?"

"Yeah, or at least go to some elite gym, not this place."

"Maybe he's just slumming it for fun?"