The Rise of a Master: It Starts With Rejection

Chapter 217

A figure was darting down in the mountains surrounding the Great Imperial Sect. The rocks and trees seemed to pose no obstacle, showcasing the person's incredible agility. "Leaving so soon after the show? That's not very polite," a sudden voice called out.

The figure halted, peering into the darkness at the person blocking their path.

It was Felix, of course. He was curious about this hidden observer who had not interfered or shown any killing intent throughout the events.

Felix sniffed the air and chuckled. "Ah, that perfume. Still planning to stay silent?"

As the clouds parted and moonlight returned, Felix could make out the silhouette of a woman in tight-fitting dark clothes. When she removed her veil, Felix sighed.

"It really is you, Yvonne," he said. The mention of Chanel perfume had made him suspect her identity.

he had grown familiar with her scent during their encounters. After all, she had once told him

notice my presence," Yvonne replied, her face a mix of

her mind reeling. As Felix approached, Yvonne remained calm, her eyes

me, Yvonne. Grandpa wouldn't support someone as young as you with such incredible martial arts skills and the position of

Yvonne's role at Stellar Group but had not found the right moment

realized she must have mastered some unique technique that had hidden her martial arts abilities from him. Clearly, her skills were far from weak. "Yvonne, do you have any ill intentions toward me? Please look me in

and Yvonne, with nothing to

Felix left without

"I wonder how Miss would react if she knew about

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in the living room. Overwhelmed with guilt,