The Protector Novel

Levi’s words rubbed Sonny and company the wrong way.

“Fine then. Have it your way! But remember, I’m here only by their invitation, and not because I’ve nothing better to do. Come, let’s go. This rascal can come begging should he ever change his mind!”

The group then left in a huff.

As the Dragonites were desperate to restore Levi’s martial vein, Sonny’s group knew they had them on the hook and would not be let go of so easily.

Indeed, they were proven right almost immediately when someone from the Dragonites came out after them.

“Please calm down, Mr. Washington! He means no harm as that’s just the way he is!”

“Please help mend his martial vein, Mr. Washington!” the few Dragonites implored obsequiously.

“No. Never before had anyone spoken so disrespectfully to Master!”

“If you want to have the little bastard’s martial vein restored, he’ll have to get on his knees and beg for it himself!” the disciples sneered.

Have him go on his knees,

before he departed with his disciples, as he understood

impossible ask for Levi who, indomitable

Back at the manor.

We’re all trying to do what’s best for you, so why did you have to

are a bunch of frauds who couldn’t even read my martial vein. They’re only claiming to be able to heal it just so

nobody was sold on Levi’s explanation, especially after he told them

sort out this temper of yours,

want you to kneel and beg before they’ll agree to mending your martial vein, which we

exhaled before they

they would have to find some other

was certain that his own martial vein did not require healing and figured that that huckster did

Levi was not going to beg and that the Dragonites were going to use other means by which

to drag out the process as the