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 you

all the time, what if you hurt yourself in the process?!” Franklin went on with

into a smile, “Yeah,

thirty meters, they heard a collective gasp by a crowd not far away. Following closely, the crowd on the street dispersed as a young person with short hair charged towards

at the side before pulling his father

at, threw a hefty kick at the

his eyes as he had another look at the lady, “Hey, aren’t you Miss Murray, who was next to

Steph tilted her

the man who got kicked in the stomach barely got on his feet and lashed out at her, “What the hell

shout

she strode up to the man

heroine!” Franklin nodded his head as he

know how to feel when he heard the words that came out of his father’s

couple came running up to them as

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