Love At The Wrong Table

Chapter 1620

“Levi’s wisdom shines bright!” Envoy Azure complimented.

As another night of competition ended, various factions and individuals

began to unwind. Some relaxed, while those still in the midst of competition

grasped the chance to rest.

However, there was someone who stood out from the rest.

With a firm grip on his sword, he slipped into a room at an ordinary inn

without making any sound.

Despite the silence, the old man sitting in the room was aware of his

presence and spoke with his eyes shut. “Yosef, you’ve finally come to visit

me?”

Yosef emerged from the darkness.

Despite his pristine appearance, his eyes had lost their sparkle. He was no

longer resembling the vibrant youth he once was.

Chapter 1620 Unfair

The old man asked him with closed eyes. “You’ve approached me, implying

that you have something on your mind. Why not share your thoughts?”

Then Yosef locked his gaze on him, gritting his teeth as he inquired. “Old

godfather, why? I’ve faithfully served you for two decades, but you’ve never

imparted martial arts to me. Instead, you decided to pass on the Art of

Adaptability to Emmanuel. Why?”

The old godfather didn’t reply immediately. Instead, he slowly opened his

eyes.

was as deep

understood yet?”

don’t understand!” Yosef clenched his teeth. His frustration

because his grandfather and father were

you already

godfather didn’t respond directly, instead posing a question

13:02 Je, 4 Jun

Chapter 1620 Unfair

“Am I wrong?”

72%

Yosef’s voice rose with indignation. “Your lack

has shrouded me in darkness, leading

expression remained unchanged as he

truly what you

affirmed vehemently. “As the old

was significant. If you trust me and pass

wouldn’t scorn

righteousness rather than the

with a hint

does make some sense, but it’s not entirely

his fists. His knuckles were

out a long

my most

Chapter 1620 Unfair

right path! However,

approval that will lead you there. It’s your

earn the respect of

drew his sword. With anger in his voice, he

the old godfather. “That’s

favoritism towards Emmanuel!”

old godfather’s demeanor remained

of

Yosef roared,

to gulp down alcohol outside

between the master and

butterflies, attracted by the scent

room,