Chapter 4

Pow! Pow! Pow!

The air in the room cracked.

Yara struck with power and determination, exchanging over a dozen blows with Frank in no time at all.

The latter had no intention to hurt, however, merely doing enough to defend himself.

Even if he was not in peak condition, Yara was never going to best him.

“Stop it, Yara,” Vicky snapped from the bed just then.

Yara did as she was told, though she was also giving Vicky a wounded look. “That brat…”

“That’s enough,” Vicky said flatly. “Show some manners—Mr. Lawrence is here to help me.”

In reality, Vicky was upset with Frank as well, since Yara’s father was her mentor.

However, as the heiress to her family legacy and herself a martial arts prodigy, she should stay calm at all times.

Moreover, she could immediately tell that Frank’s abilities were outstanding when he exchanged blows with Yara, and that he was clearly holding back.

That was why she told Yara to stop—Yara would definitely lose if he went all out.

Naturally, Yara would not disobey Vicky, and she quietly backed away.

Vicky then turned toward Frank and asked, “Since you’ve stated the cause of my condition, Mr. Lawrence, what treatment are you suggesting?”

Walter and Trevor turned as well, only to find Frank lowering his head, stroking his chin in thought and frowning.

“Mr. Lawrence, could there be some difficulty?” Trevor asked gingerly.

“No, it’s a minor condition that can be treated quickly,” Franks replied as he slowly looked up and turned to Vicky. “I didn’t expect the technique you learned to be so rubbish. You can walk again, but all your progress would be lost… That said, I’ve already perfected that technique, so just train in the way I instruct you to and you’ll be in peak form within the year.”

Yara’s knuckles clenched as she glared at Frank. “Even if it’s rubbish, you were powerless against my clan’s technique.”

being too frank! He could at least spare the heiress of Boltsmacker

Yara and said bluntly, “I’m only showing this

Ki with both hands, his clothes began to flap loudly.

Boom.

took a step forward and suddenly shot toward

the one attacking. She never forced him!

Bolstmacker,

hurt him, Yara!” Walter cried.

hold back, Mr. Lawrence!” Trevor

Vicky was staring fixedly at Frank, her mouth hanging wide open.

when she practiced it for over a decade. Frank actually used a secret technique of the Quills—but when did

she observed him, she could see that he was clearly wielding it over a thousand times more effectively than

Pow.

she felt the agony in her arm when she

a mountain, and it seemed endless—Yara was sent flying and crashing

Bang!

flared, while she almost vomited her guts out.

with a look that seemed to ask what on earth

had no idea what

of relief, thankful that Frank held back.

shock and confusion, she snapped,

used it just

it took was one

in no time

arts

the other hand, Yara could almost black out.

learn the Boltsmacker, only for this brat to learn

Talk about frustrating!

suddenly

no martial artist, but even he could see how easily Frank bested

no longer holding contempt

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