Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life

Chapter 1209

Flora wasn't all that familiar with Martial World, but she trusted Connor's judgment when it came to choosing a family for her; they had to be decent.

Sure enough, the next day, the Gilbert family sent someone to fetch Flora. Their approach was nothing short of cautious. News of Flora swiftly defeating Lillian had spread like wildfire across Martial World, and it seemed this prodigy had quite the reputation for a fiery temper. The Gilberts were on edge, worried that if Flora got peeved, she might go off on them too.

But to their surprise, she was just a bit reserved, yet incredibly polite, without a hint of the typical genius arrogance. This made the Gilbert family warm up to her even more.

"Miss Flora, feel free to stay another day. Tomorrow morning, we'll take you to Martial World," they said with utmost respect.

That evening, Flora lay sprawled on the bed, chin in hand, watching Connor as he packed her things.

"You go with them to Martial World, and I'll catch up with you later," Connor said, sitting cross-legged on the carpet as he packed her personal clothes into a bag, placing them neatly in the suitcase.

"Okay." Flora nodded, her eyes fixed on him. A thought crossed her mind, "Connor, once I'm there, can I come back whenever I want?"

Martial World had strict rules, and without FUND's green light, coming and going

chuckled, "For others, no. But

still locked on Connor. After a moment, she got up, skipped the shoes, and padded barefoot across the plush

him from behind. Fresh from a bath, her

I'm leaving soon. Don't you want to spend time with

a deep breath,

suitcase, zipped it up, and set it aside. Then, he

next day, at nine sharp, Flora officially entered Martial World. The Gilbert family estate was smack dab in the center of it, and after crossing the border, she still had about seventy

so it wouldn't take them long. Since Flora wasn't one, the Gilberts had a car ready

since most folks didn't need them. Each family kept a few for emergencies. But these

on what looked like a tractor, she paused, deep in

taking this?"

worries!" the young man, Joey, who couldn't have been more than twenty-seven or