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.”

feeling awkward—Frank was being too frank! He could at least spare the heiress of Boltsmacker some dignity because

bluntly, “I’m only showing this

Ki with both hands, his clothes began

Boom.

and suddenly

one attacking.

her palm with Bolstmacker, meeting Frank’s attack

hurt him, Yara!”

Mr. Lawrence!” Trevor exclaimed at

staring fixedly at Frank, her mouth hanging wide open.

she practiced it for over a decade. Frank actually

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

Pow.

felt the

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

Bang!

as her Ki flared, while she almost vomited her guts out.

Trevor with a look

he had no idea what to say

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

shock and confusion, she snapped, “W-When did you steal

you used it just now,” Frank replied

gasping—all it

he improved it in no

martial arts was

hand, Yara could almost

and herself five years to learn the Boltsmacker, only for this brat to learn it in an

Talk about frustrating!

suddenly

he could see how easily Frank bested

Frank was no average Joe, he was no longer holding contempt like he did when Frank first

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