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.

scent during their encounters. After all, she had once told him she only wore Chanel

presence," Yvonne

her mind reeling. As Felix

me, Yvonne. Grandpa wouldn't support someone as young as you with such incredible martial arts skills and the position of Stellar Group's president without

learning of Yvonne's role at Stellar Group but had not

technique that had hidden her martial arts abilities from him. Clearly,

eyes met, and Yvonne, with nothing to hide,

Felix left

lower lip. "I wonder how Miss would react if she knew about Felix. I should go back

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the living room.