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.

I only guessed half of it. The other half, I

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

out in a cold

come to know about

was

Yelena confessed everything she knew, which included the fact that

that news, Cordelia was also

long ago that Emrys might be a martial artist,

hard

first day we met and the things I told you? Now you know I wasn’t lying to you, right?”

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Chapter 290 Truth

with an old friar on a

tone. “One moment you claim to have spent fifteen years in the mountains, the next you declare yourself

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 earn the title

simply didn’t make sense in terms

course, Cordelia