Chapter 117

Donald laughed, “Haha! How typical, young ‘uns getting acquainted with the way of the fist.”

Vicky certainly did not believe that it was just a friendly spar, though she had no reason to get hostile when Frank and Yara were just fine.

“Anyway, we shall be leaving,” she said. “Thank you for your hospitality, Mr. Salazar.”

Donald nodded. “Do think about my proposal, Ms. Turnbull. I’ll be waiting.”

“I certainly will,” Vicky said and left with Yara and Frank, her expression already cool.

Donald watched as they left before his eyes narrowed.

“Mr. White, how did those two fare?” he asked.

“Bleurgh!”

Jaud suddenly coughed out a mouthful of blood just as he was about to speak, leaving Donald, Marco, and Polo utterly shocked!

“Mr. White!”

there?” Donald quickly asked.

your typical martial artist,” Jaud growled through his teeth. “We were wrestling with our vigors, but that kid left me coughing

“What?! Are you saying he’s stronger than you?”

might not have lost. if I’d gone all out… not

confident despite his wariness

was old as well, so it was fine if he lost in vigor since his specialty was

the way, did Ms. Turnbull agree to

“Nope, but I’m

a victim of my

our hands now

לאים

I thought she

her. Perhaps she’s already

and no one can nullify it barring myself. Also, its victims won’t always be sickly. It will drain their energy from time to time, affording them moments to recover before draining them again. I’m sure someone infused Vicky Turnbull with

certainly assured by Jaud’s words.

and Vicky left the

into their car, Yara asked in curiosity, “What did Donald Salazar want, Ms.

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