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

for violence all the time, what if you hurt yourself in

a smile,

crowd not far away. Following closely, the crowd

pulling his father two

of nowhere from the same direction that Jacob had looked at, threw a hefty kick at the short-haired man, and sent him

lady, “Hey, aren’t you

her chin upwards with

stomach barely got on his feet and lashed out at her, “What the hell do you think you are doing? What was that

her voice, “How dare you shout

she strode up to the man and started beating the

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

he heard

a pair of young couple came running up to them as they shouted, “Stop beating him!

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