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 deep as an endless

understood yet?” he

clenched his teeth. His frustration seeped

his grandfather and father were

already judged me

respond directly, instead posing a

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“Am I wrong?”

72%

wrong! Utterly wrong!” Yosef’s voice rose with

me in darkness, leading to my

remained unchanged as he

truly what

“As the old godfather

If you trust me and

me. Queenie wouldn’t

rather than the

a hint of a smile playing on his

does make some

his fists.

godfather let out a long sigh and expressed

“You’re truly my most cherished disciple, and I

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to find the right path! However, you should

approval that will lead you

that will earn the respect of

his sword.

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

favoritism towards Emmanuel!”

demeanor remained

of

roared,

alcohol outside the

the master

swarm of butterflies, attracted by the scent

the room,