Quinn stared at Pete.Then, he rubbed his eyes and looked at him again.

Even the wrinkles on his visage couldn't hide his surprise.

In the past five years, although he hadn't seen Cherry in person before, they often made video calls to each other.

However, people would always look a little bigger and fatter in videos than in real life.

As a result, the child in front of him ended up looking a little smaller and a little skinnier than Cherry.But his facial features were practically identical to Cherry’ s! Pete had immediately realized something with a start when Quinn exclaimed Cherry's name.

His tiny form took a step forward.

With his back to Justin, he looked up and asked, "Did you mistake me for someone else? Children generally look alike.”Pete gave Quinn a look as he spoke.

Upon sensing the look he was giving him, Quinn quickly reacted.

He touched his beard and said with a cough, "Yeah, I must have made a mistake."

At the bottom of his heart, though, he was puzzled.

He had been on a video call with Cherry only a moment ago.

How did she suddenly become Irvin's disciple’s son in the blink of an eye? ..

SON? Quinn suddenly looked down.

He pointed at Pete and asked Justin, "He's your son?"

Justin, who was in the dark, was also confused about the conversation between the two of them.

But when he heard his question, he nodded and answered, "Yes.’ Quinn swallowed in disbelief and looked down at "Cherry" again.

He looked so much like Cherry...Could it be that...Upon noticing how hesitant and contemplative he looked, Justin took the initiative to explain.

He said, "Mr.Quinn, Pete is my son and should, by right join the Irvin School of Martial Arts.But when I thought about it, I found that my teacher's martial arts aren't suitable for Pete because they're too feminine.The Quinn School of Martial Arts’ style is more masculine and more presentable, so I hope you can accept my son as a disciple.’ 

The Irvin School of Martial Arts’ style tended to be more feminine and the disciples also often used insidious tricks when they fought.

They were famous for being unpredictable, insidious, sly, and taking the enemy by surprise.

On the other hand, the Quinn School of Martial Arts practiced the path of masculinity.

all trained through sheer hard work and most of them were

abnormal.If he

was really afraid that

take the path of masculinity and train his psyche

way, he might be able to straighten him

that, he instead noticed Quinn staring at his son with an

together and his deep-set eyes shone with determination and

the rules.If

succeeded in their challenge to the school, then they would satisfy a condition set by the other party as long as it didn't go against

the past century, no one had ever succeeded in challenging the

School of Martial Arts’ position in the world of

him, Howard was dumbfounded

Quinn School of Martial Arts! They could drown him with just sheer numbers! Justin was really doing so much for the sake of that little good-for-nothing! But given that

asked emphatically, "Are you sure he's a boy?

Justin was bewildered.

question was that?

himself and said, "Grandpa Quinn, my name is Peter Hunt.You can call me

word ‘boy’ through his

"Hahahahaha!"

head to the sky and

at Pete was as if he had just

Nora had been searching for these last five years’ Moreover, one could tell at a glance that the child had an excellent form that was very

Justin was bewildered.

in his deep-set

motionless,

roughly,"What? You don't trust

figure in the world of martial arts.There was no way he

him as a disciple, then that meant that he was

clothes and was about to eagerly take him in with

Howard.I've been

also here to join the Quinn School

glanced at him.He scanned him

think you can join

Howard was taken aback.

he couldn't answer him at all, Quinn turned

of the school was about to close the door when Howard suddenly shouted crestfallenly, "Mr.Quinn, why would

curled his lip and slammed the

so easy to enter their school?

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