Chapter 80

Speak of the devil. Myles Damian had turned up with a plate of tempura. Dressed in his chef’s uniform, Myles greeted Sage politely, “I heard that you’re here so I thought to come to say hello.”

“You don’t have to be this formal around me,” Sage said, “I’ve told you so many times.”

With a face full of smiles, Myles replied, “I still ought to be polite to you. You’re my senior after all.” Yoel dropped his chopsticks. His mouth fell open, as he stared at Myles. Myles looked to be in his forties. “What did you say? She’s your senior?” “Yeah.’ Putting down the plate of tempura on the table, Myles added, “Sage is my grandfather’s pupil and my father’s junior. Of course, she would be my senior, right, Sage?”

Sage smiled lovingly at him. “Yeah.”

Yoel was speechless.

he just

Myles were still playing a joke on him. Looking at Myles, Yoel asked,

but there’s

place, and he had wanted Sage to be the thirteenth successor, but Sage had declined. Later, she helped my father, and she made sure that he was able to inherit the title. She had also personally taught me, and it was she who got me to where I

 

replied, “Don’t underestimate yourself, Myles. You’re doing great, and I’m sure

bowed deeply at Sage. “Thank you for teaching me, Sage. If

now,” replied Sage, “It’s been such a long time since we met, and you’re still being courteous around me. Just do your best in

politely,

speechless once again Yoel was shell-shocked as he studied Myles, the famous

for his phone, Yoel texted Jace: [Have

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