“Okay.” Frank nodded and turned toward Walter. “I’ll see you again, Mr.

Turnbull.” With that, he followed Robert into his car and headed to his residence with him.

It was a manor to the east of the city–a location filled with nature’s blessings.

That was especially the case for a certain mansion, surrounded by the hills and bodies of water.

Frank found himself staring at the mansion–cultivating there would definitely be twice as effective than usual!

The Quills were a clan of martial artists as reputed, with acolytes sparring or training along the compound.

Once the car drove inside the manor grounds, Yara hurried over to open the door for him. ” Welcome, Mr. Lawrence.

followed Robert into the

was sitting there, having waited for

bore some resemblance to Robert and got up when he saw Robert. “Father.” Robert nodded. “Allow me to introduce you to my son Stan, Mr. Lawrence. Stan, this is Mr.

“Mr. Quill,” Frank replied.

Let Mr. Lawrence have a taste.” “Yes, Father,” Yara replied and left

that much, are you the apprentice of a famous sect?” Frank

clan’s technique?” Stan asked coolly just then. “We’ve kept that technique within the clan for generations. It’s

of his eye, but the

going to interfere as he was keen to test his abilities as

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