"What?!" Kat scratched her head before asking Frank, "Then you can check me. Who knows if I'm some marital prodigy?"

"Not likely." Frank shook his head. "Hold out your hand."

"Okay." Kat did so obediently.

"Listen closely," Frank said solemnly. "I'll be infusing my pure vigor into your body. If you can feel its presence, that means you have the disposition for martial arts. Hard work would be pointless otherwise."

"Hold on, that sounds sketchy," Kat suddenly pulled her hand away while staring warily at Frank. "Are you taking advantage of me?"

"Well, if you're not doing it, then you can forget about it," Frank growled grumpily, his expression stiffening.

was the middle of the night, and this brat was still engrossed

certainly did not have any

that Frank was getting fed up, Kat held out her hand and stopped staring at him suspiciously. "Just pulling

house to make a joke? She was certainly

eyes, refraining from saying it as he took Kat's

eyes suddenly lit up and she started moaning, "Ahh... I feel it,I feel

almost fell off the bed. He quickly clamped his hand over Kat's mouth while snapping, "What the hell are you saying?! Your father would get the

with a wounded look—she was simply thrilled to feel such a strange

her down in bed while clamping his hand over her

whatever. Just watch yourself—I'm not interested in brats." "Yeah, sure, but do you have to

first step to becoming a martial artist since

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