The Rise of a Master: It Starts With Rejection

Chapter 115

Belle lost it at once. "How is this possible? Does Felix actually know Mr. Holt Senior? How?"

It was utterly outrageous. Ernest held a position of immense significance. Even someone like Xena had to pay him a personal visit, let alone ordinary people. "Calm down. It's just fishing. Mr. Holt Senior isn't the type to block off the entire lake for himself. Let's go."

Belle felt a bit better after hearing this. Otherwise, she wouldn't know how to process the situation.

Before they could get close, Jairo intercepted them. His voice was barely above a whisper, yet the two women could hear him perfectly.

"Mr. Holt Senior is fishing. No one is allowed to disturb him."

Xena's expression shifted slightly. As expected from Ernest's personal bodyguard! Jairo's strength was undeniable, likely on par with her own. "Okay. I'll wait here."

As time dragged on, Belle's frustration mounted. While she and Xena stood idly by, Felix was happily fishing with Ernest. This was maddening. After over two hours, Ernest finally stretched and sighed. "Bad luck today. I only caught six fish."

He then glanced at Felix's bucket, envy evident in his eyes. "You caught over a dozen?"

Felix chuckled. "Just like you said. It's all about luck.'

Your skills

Xena watched them chat amiably, her expression changed. It seemed Felix really did know Ernest. It wasn't just

think I'll head back and rest," Ernest

fishing in a long time, so he said, "You go ahead, Mr. Holt Senior. I'll stay and

Ernest packed

Jairo take over. He knew that these fishing tools were Ernest's prized possessions, and he wouldn't let anyone else handle them, so Jairo didn't dare interfere. Xena, you're here? Have you been waiting

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respectfully.

as he walked

don't you come over and sit for a while? I'll be settling down in Avesburgh from now on, and I might need to ask for

flatter me,

may I ask who the person fishing with you was? I'd love to have the chance to meet him." Ernest chuckled lightly. "Just a neighbor of

lived for so many years, he certainly knew how to avoid trouble. Whether Felix wanted to be known was