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!”

Donald

his teeth. “We were wrestling with our vigors, but that kid left me coughing

was left gaping. “What?! Are you saying

might not have lost. if I’d gone all out… not to mention that I’m a

man was certainly confident despite his wariness

in turn–Jaud was old as well, so it was fine if he lost in vigor since his

way, did Ms.

his head. “Nope, but I’m sure she will

now a victim of

our hands now

לאים

thought she looked

lan’t affecting her. Perhaps she’s

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 their vigor and suppressed

was certainly assured by Jaud’s

Frank, Yara, and Vicky left the clubhouse.

Yara asked in

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