Chapter 158
“Okay.” Frank nodded and turned toward Walter. “I’ll see you again, Mr. Turnbull.”
With that, he followed Robert into his car and headed to his residence with him.
It was a manor to the east of the city–a location filled with nature’s blessings. That was especially the case for a certain mansion, surrounded by the hills and bodies of water.
Frank found himself staring at the mansion–cultivating there would definitely be twice as effective than usual!
The Quills were a clan of martial artists as reputed, with acolytes sparring or training along the compound.
Once the car drove inside the manor grounds, Yara hurried over to open the door for him. ” Welcome, Mr. Lawrence.
“Thank you,” Frank said and followed Robert into the drawing room.
A burly man was sitting there, having waited for a while.
He bore some resemblance to Robert and got up when he saw Robert. “Father.”
Robert nodded. “Allow me to introduce you to my son Stan, Mr. Lawrence. Stan, this is Mr. Frank Lawrence, the man who saved your daughter.”
“Your reputation precedes you, Mr. Lawrence.” Stan nodded in greeting while studying Frank from head to toe.
“Mr. Quill,” Frank replied.
Robert then waved. “Yara, go fetch my Silver Tips Imperial. Let Mr. Lawrence have a taste.”
“Yes, Father,” Yara replied and left to get the tea.
Robert smiled and asked just then, “I heard you helped Yara improve our Boltsmacker, and her martial arts and cultivation has improved exponentially in turn?”
“It’s just advice,” Frank said humbly. “Not an improvement.”
Stan asked just then, “Since you can do that much, are you the apprentice of a famous sect?”
Frank shook his head. “You flatter me, but I merely learned a thing or two from my mentor while I was young. I wouldn’t say that I’ve mastered martial arts.”
He might have learned medicine, astrology, martial arts, geography, pill refinement, and crafting, but he really was master of none.
“If you didn’t master martial arts, why would you modify our clan’s technique?” Stan asked coolly just then. “We’ve kept that technique within the clan for generations. It’s not to be changed by anyb*dy.”
Frank was taken aback, surprised that Stan could be so harsh.
He glanced at Robert with the corner of his eye, but the latter was simply smiling.
The geezer obviously was not going to interfere as he was keen to test his abilities as well.
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However, that begged the question–if Robert did not trust him, why rush all the to Turnbull Villa to defend him?
Was it just to satisfy an urge to assert his authority?
Still, Yara returned with the tea just then.
Seeing that her brother was obviously getting up in Frank’s face, she strode up and demanded, “What are you doing, Stan?”
“Nothing.” Stan shrugged. “Just trying to share some martial arts experience with Mr.
Lawrence here.”
“You can do that with me instead,” Yara said, frowning.
Stan pursed his lips. “That’d be dull since you keep losing to me.”
“Grr…” Yara bit her lip, a little angry just then.
“Cut it out,” Robert said just then. “Mr. Lawrence is right here.”
He then poured Frank a cup of tea. “Do enjoy, Mr. Lawrence.”
Frank nodded and took a small sip when Robert asked, “So, when did you start going out with my daughter?”
“Pfft!!!” Frank spat out his tea right then before turning toward Yara with a questioning look.
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