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.”

least spare the heiress of Boltsmacker some dignity because she was standing right

Yara and said bluntly, “I’m only

both hands, his

Boom.

took a step forward and suddenly shot toward Yara like a

attacking. She never

Bolstmacker, meeting

him, Yara!” Walter

Lawrence!” Trevor exclaimed at

Vicky was staring fixedly at Frank, her mouth hanging

for over a decade. Frank actually used a secret technique of the Quills—but

that he was clearly wielding it over

Pow.

face fell as she felt the agony in her arm when she caught Frank’s palm.

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

Bang!

her Ki flared,

slowly toward Trevor with a look that seemed to ask what

noted Walter’s confusion, but he had no

heaved a long sigh of relief, thankful that Frank held back. If he actually hurt Yara, there was definitely going to be a

with a look of shock and confusion, she snapped, “W-When did you steal my clan’s

you used it just now,” Frank replied nonchalantly.

was left gasping—all it took was one look?

in no time at

for martial arts was exponentially above hers!

Yara

years to learn the Boltsmacker, only

Talk about frustrating!

Walter suddenly

artist, but even he could see

he was no longer holding contempt like he did when Frank first arrived.

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