The Rise of a Master: It Starts With Rejection

Chapter 726

Queenie's examination showed she wasn't a martial artist-just an ordinary person. With that confirmed, any lingering doubts were dispelled.

After Hexbloom bloomed, it attracted not only ordinary people but also some martial artists, compelling them to touch it subconsciously. It was all so natural that it didn't warrant much suspicion.

The next morning at the clinic, Melissa's mood had visibly brightened, and she was dressed to impress. As long as her attire wasn't overly provocative, Felix had no issue with her choice of clothing. "Boss, I had this faint chest pain last night. Shouldn't you take a closer look?" Melissa teased.

Without even looking up, Felix replied, "You're fine. Besides, you didn't seem like the kind of woman who would flirt the first time we met.

Melissa pouted. "Well, what can I say? You're so amazing. If something goes wrong, got no one to rely on. Honestly, I've been thinking of finding myself a solid backing."

I've

Felix handed her his mug. "Pour me some coffee. After I drink it, you'll officially be my little sister. How's that for having someone in your corner?"

"Huh?" Melissa blinked in disbelief. But seeing the sincerity in Felix's eyes, she jumped up in excitement. "Yes! That's perfect!"

a sip, and

small

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better yet, she didn't have to give up anything to earn this sense

yourselves," Billy said as he strolled in, an unmistakable tinge of envy

filthy stuff!" Melissa snapped, throwing a few insults his way before retreating into the back room, her dislike for him evident, "What now? If you've got nothing to say, don't come around just to make small talk." Billy plopped himself

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got intel that the final item is something

reader now? How could you possibly know

enjoy mingling with someone as low-tier and

So, what's

don't feel like telling you just yet. Have Melissa pour me some drink first. Maybe then, I'll

back room, "Fatso, don't even dream of me serving you a

Billy stood up slowly and

of surprises, and I do love

a subtle unease. As ridiculous as it seemed, he called out, "Melissa, pour him