They had not gone far from the store when Franklin glanced at his son, “Was that what you meant by talking?”

He hesitated and nodded his head casually, “But it was a great talk, he got what he deserved! It seems like you’ve grown a lot in the past six years.”

Gazing down at the sandalwood box, Jacob raised his eyes with a faint smile, “Yeah, I picked up a thing or two over the years.”

“Oh right, do you think the sword is worth ten grand?” Franklin asked with a raised brow.

Jacob looked at him reluctantly.

“Did I get cheated?” Franklin frowned, “Bloody scammers!”

“I don’t think it was too far off,” Jacob responded, “it is a great sword, at least it is one that has taken years to forge, and it can slice through someone’s neck without seeing a drop of blood.”

Franklin glared at him, “To hell with it! The sword is a gentleman’s weapon, don’t bring bloodshed into the conversation!”

nodded helplessly, “Whatever

society does not call for violence all the time, what if you hurt yourself in the process?!”

curled his lips into a smile, “Yeah,

closely, the crowd on the street dispersed as

at the side before pulling his father two steps away

looked at, threw a hefty kick at

you Miss Murray, who

white uniform, Steph tilted her

his feet and lashed out at her, “What the hell do you think you are doing? What was that kick all

voice, “How dare you shout at me, you robber? Go

what she had to say, she strode up to the man and started beating the soul out of

done, heroine!” Franklin nodded his head as he praised her for

when he heard the words that came

young couple came running up to them as they shouted, “Stop beating

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