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!”

helplessly, “Whatever you say,

not call for violence all the time, what if you hurt yourself in

curled his lips into a smile, “Yeah, Dad,

heard a collective gasp by a crowd not far away. Following closely, the

glance at the side before pulling his

had looked at, threw a hefty kick at the short-haired

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

white uniform, Steph tilted her

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

voice, “How dare you shout at

the man and started beating the soul out of the

head as he praised her for her

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

running up to them as they shouted, “Stop beating him! It was a

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