Chapter 115

Yara promptly turned toward Frank, appearing hesitant.

If she said no, she would appear to be cowering and would embarrass Vicky in

turn.

But if she said yes, there was no telling what Jaud and the other two would do.

On the other hand, Frank remained completely nonchalant–so what if he played along?

“And how would you suggest a spar, Mr. White?” he asked.

Jaud smiled. “Actually, I’m too old to keep up with you young ‘uns… why not spar with my two apprentices instead?”

Frank’s eyes narrowed right then.

The geezer had kept his presence withdrawn, but the composure of his vigor made it obvious he was untold times stronger than his appearance.

He was also maintaining a humble demeanor, making it obvious he has no intention of getting involved himself.

So, this was probably just a test.

“Sure.” Frank nodded. “Let’s see what you’ve got.”

Jaud turned toward his two apprentices. “Who’s up first, Marco? Polo?”

At the same time, Yara strode forward. “Mr. Lawrence, I’m fine on my own. I’ll take them both at once.”

Frank did a double take, and he stared at Yara, puzzled–when did she get so cocky?

Marco and Polo were frowning, clearly thinking that Yara was underestimating them.

Jaud chuckled in turn. “The reputation of the governor’s residence is certainly deserved–even a lady like Ms. Quill proves to be so indomitable. Still, aren’t you underestimating my apprentices here?”

I am the governor’s daughter, but Mr. Lawrence instructed me in martial arts, Yara sald bluntly. “If they can’t beat me, there’s no need to spar with Mr. Lawrence

had encountered all sorts of characters as she grew up in the governor’s

what laud intended he

prepare a move

about to let Frank show his

Frank hide his depth. Winning here would be glorious, just as losing would not mean much–she was fighting two men, and it was nothing to

hand, Jaud became even more wary

age was already instructing

that confident, Ms. Quill…

words, Frank and Jaud backed away, giving the three of them the floor. Marco growled, “Don’t go crying

your breath.” Yara

glance and charged toward Yara

her muscles, Yara moved, unleashing her Boltsmacker as

Pow!

Pow!

Pow!

ten strikes in no time at

the more surprised Marco and Polo

her vigor abundant, but her punches were the embodiment of silk and steel–tender yet unyieldingly strong, keeping

Jaud was narrowing his eyes, already able to tell that something

Quill technique, but it was somehow also different, leaving him unsure what technique

an opening as he got close, catching Yara by the wrist. Noticing that, Polo bounded forward, aiming a punch squarely at Yara’s facel Yara tried to pull away but was held in place by Marco,

suddenly bellowed,

charged her palm, she wwung it directly

head, leaving

he did not release her, Polo would have killed Yara, but he

meat too.

to take him

blowing at his face from Yara’s palm, he soon felt himself backing away as if he

apprentices here?”

Lawrence instructed me in martial arts, Yara sald bluntly.

characters as she grew up

New very well what laud intended he was

move against

about to let Frank show his

glorious, just as losing would not mean much–she was fighting two men, and it was nothing to be ashamed about

even more wary

was already instructing others?

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