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.

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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.

aged gaze was as

you understood yet?” he

understand!” Yosef clenched his teeth.

his grandfather and

murderer? Have you already judged me because

didn’t respond directly, instead posing a question

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“Am I wrong?”

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Yosef’s voice rose

darkness,

old godfather’s expression remained unchanged as he questioned,

what you

Yosef affirmed vehemently. “As the old

and

will also trust me. Queenie wouldn’t scorn my origins, and

of righteousness rather than

godfather looked at him with a hint of a smile playing on

make some sense, but it’s not entirely

his fists. His knuckles were

old godfather let out a long

in his words. “You’re truly my most cherished disciple, and I

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you to find the right

approval that will lead you there. It’s

that will earn

sword. With anger in his voice,

the old godfather. “That’s nonsense! You’re

favoritism towards Emmanuel!”

demeanor remained unperturbed. “Perhaps he

deserving of

roared, and his eyes

gulp down alcohol outside

the

swarm of butterflies, attracted by the scent

the room,