Chapter 833 Incoming, Incoming

“Why? Do you not believe me?” the boss asked instead. Kenneth shuddered and shook his head frantically, “No, no, I didn’t mean it like that.” His boss scoffed, “From your last description, I suspect that he’s a Rheasian transhuman. You aren’t his match yet at your current level.” “A transhuman?!” Kenneth looked appalled. “It’s just a suspicion,” his boss mocked, contempt brimming his tone, and continued to say, “Even if he’s a transhuman, he’s still not my match.” “Of course, that’s for certain!” Kenneth bootlicked him right away while Smith and the others followed suit. The boss wore a wider smile now that he was pleased. “Kenneth, you’re talented. This Rheasian will be a good test for you. Once you beat him, you’ll qualify for the Ultimate Golden Belt back in Great Englaland!” Kenneth widened his eyes in sheer excitement. The Ultimate Golden Belt was the highest accolade in their profession—it was much more sought after than his king of boxing golden belt. If he could win the