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.”

was being too frank! He could at least spare

toward Yara and said bluntly, “I’m only

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

Boom.

step forward and suddenly

attacking. She never forced him!

her palm with Bolstmacker,

him, Yara!” Walter

Lawrence!” Trevor exclaimed at the same

Vicky was staring fixedly at Frank, her mouth hanging wide

practiced it for over a decade. Frank actually

clearly wielding it over a thousand

Pow.

felt the agony in her

the crushing force of a mountain, and it seemed endless—Yara

Bang!

flushed as her Ki flared, while she almost vomited

Trevor with a look that seemed to ask what on earth Frank

confusion, but he had no idea what

from his brow and heaved a long sigh of relief, thankful that Frank

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

just now,” Frank replied nonchalantly.

left gasping—all it

in no time at

acumen for martial arts was

Yara could almost

to learn the Boltsmacker, only for this brat to learn it in an

Talk about frustrating!

suddenly laughed.

artist, but even he could see how

seeing that Frank was no average Joe, he was no longer

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