Quadruplets Unite: Mother's Words Are Law

"You're being modest." Abel said, "The martial arts of the Adelmar family are really powerful."

"You two admire each other so much!" A deep and powerful voice came from the side.

Abel and Emmeline turned their heads and saw Tony coming over after changing his clothes.

"What a surprise." Tony said, "Your skills are very impressive."

"Thank you for your compliment." Emmeline smiled and said, "I'm just showing off my skills. Please don't laugh at me."

"You're too modest." Tony said, "I've seen both of the coaches being defeated by you. Honestly, I don't think I can match up to you."

"You are being humble." Emmeline said, "You have a martial arts background."

"Cut the crap." Abel chuckled, "Let's fight again to see who's more powerful!"

"Alright!" Tony said, "Let's go to the training room in front. It's quiet there."

Tony led the way while Abel and Emmeline walked behind, holding hands.

They arrived at a corridor with training rooms on both sides.

Tony told Abel, "These training rooms were added last year, specifically for high-end clients. Each room is equipped with a professional training coach."

"I don't need a coach today," Abel smiled, "I want to see how much you've improved in the past five years."

"It's been five years." Tony laughed, saying, "You should look at me with new eyes."

"Hope so!" Abel said, "Show me."

The two of them spoke and laughed as they followed behind Emmeline, entering the innermost training room.

"This is the largest one." Tony opened the door and said, "Please, both of you."

Abel held Emmeline's hand and walked in.

The training room was enclosed, about 100 square meters, with bright and soft lighting.

On the left side of the entrance was a tatami-like wooden platform covered with a carpet, a tea table in the middle and two square cushions on each side.

On the right side of the door was a spacious bathroom, suitable for bathing and changing clothes.

The training area was large, covered with thick and soft plastic flooring.

The environment was quiet, making it easy for people to settle down.

The three of them sat down at the tea table, and Tony personally brewed tea, pouring a cup for Abel, Emmeline, and himself.

After drinking only two cups of tea, Tony told Abel, "I can't fight with your wife. I can't perform normally when facing her. How about the two of us fight?"

"I'm waiting." Abel said, "Cut the crap. Let's fight."

They got up together, removed their slippers, and entered the training area.

Emmeline sat at the tea table, pouring and drinking tea, watching the battle between the two men.

The two men took a fighting stance.

Facing each other at a distance of only five or six steps, they could feel each other's strong aura.

Both men were tall and had strong and upright figures.

Standing there in white training suits, the scent of male hormones made people's hearts race.

Emmeline looked at the two men, watching two lions confronting each other on the grassland.

But no matter how she looked at it, her husband was like the king of lions.