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,

you hurt yourself in the process?!” Franklin went on with his

curled his lips into a

a crowd not far away. Following closely, the crowd on the street dispersed as a young person with short hair charged towards them

took a glance at the side before pulling his

looked at, threw a hefty kick at the short-haired man, and sent him

had another look at the lady, “Hey, aren’t you Miss Murray, who was next to Master Roman the other day? What a

tilted her chin

out at her, “What the hell do

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

the man

heroine!” Franklin nodded his head as

he heard

of young couple came running up to

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