Cherished By Seven Sisters by Melvin Houle

In reality, ever since he saw Emrys yesterday, he had harbored hostility towards the latter. This included their earlier interaction, where he barely exchanged a few words with Emrys.

He felt that, compared to Myles, Emrys was simply far behind.

Therefore, when Maximus heard Andreas announce his intention to compete with Emrys earlier, he watched with a sense of gloating, eager to see Emrys falter.

However, things had changed.

Emrys‘ actions had firmly established his image in Maximus‘ heart. In an instant, Emrys seemed to tower over even the highest mountains.

The identity of a martial artist alone was far more impressive than any students who returned to their home country after studying abroad or top students with double master’s degrees or other impressive achievements. Therefore, Maximus wisely changed his stance, becoming a devoted fan of Emrys.

Maximus‘ eyes were radiating with admiration, yet upon seeing Cordelia, he noticed that her face didn’t show much surprise. “Delia, why aren’t you surprised at all?”

Cordelia looked deeply into Emrys‘ eyes and said, “Actually, I had guessed it a long time ago.”

Emrys had also suspected that Cordelia might have figured it out.

that point, Cordelia spoke again. “However, I only guessed half of it. The

for a moment, a hint of playful mischief surfacing in her beautiful eyes. Fixing her gaze on Emrys, she said, “Don’t think I’m unaware. Those two nights when you were lecturing at Jazona University,

broke out in a cold

Cordelia had come to know about his status as

that was

everything she knew, which included the fact that Emrys

Cordelia was also

martial artist, but she never imagined that he was also a

was truly hard to believe

we met and the things I told you? Now you know

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Chapter 290 Truth

Emrys recognized Cordelia, he told her that he had spent years practicing with an old friar on a mountain. However,

moment you claim to have spent fifteen years in the mountains, the next you declare

he was in his early twenties. If she were to believe his story of spending fifteen years in the mountains, where would he find the time to venture to the border battlefield and

make sense in

Cordelia didn’t