Drake White stared at the ssage on the screen intensely, not daring to lift his head, filled with thoughts of who he was, when she ca online, and whether he should make a run for it.
He was just venting a bit, how did he get caught?
At this mont.
The M.K forum was bustling, with people who enjoyed a good show inciting trouble.
[Don’t Look at , I’m Just a Sheep: Wow, the great J deity has co out! Co on, you two big shots, don’t chicken out, just agree to it.]
[Spirit Fox: There’s going to be a good show, let us know when you’re fighting, and don’t forget to send a location.]
[Bluebird: This is a major revelation in real-ti, so thrilling.]
[Nether Lord: See, I knew J was online ages ago, you guys were so into your chat.]
Old Cat picked up the spilled cup and rolled his eyes at Nether Lord’s remark.
You could have warned them, instead you just love watching the drama unfold.
[Garfield: Relax, I was just joking.]
Claire Green didn’t respond, she toyed with her phone with one hand, and playfully nodded her chin towards the person across from her.
"Tell , how do you plan on beating up?"
Her tone was lazy yet had a hint of mischievousness.
Drake White felt a chill down his spine and flipped to stand behind the sofa, desperately trying to shift the bla.
"It was Old Cat who said it, how could I have such rebellious thoughts?"
Although he was slightly tempted by Old Cat’s words earlier.
But before they could act, they were caught.
"I allow you to have them," Claire Green stood up and cracked her knuckles, speaking slowly, "Let’s go, let’s have a match."
Seeing her dangerous eyes, Drake White turned to leave, "I just rembered I have sothing else to do."
How could a grown man wrestle with a girl, especially when J’s arms and legs are so small. If he hurt her, Julian Sia would co after him.
And the others in the group, even though Old Cat joked about beating up J, everyone knew he was kidding, including himself.
None of them would really fight J.
Yet, as soon as he lifted his foot to leave, the girl’s slender fingers grabbed his collar, her careless voice sounded from behind.
"Relax, just a friendly match."
Half an hour later.
Drake White supported his waist, raised his hand to touch the wound at the corner of his mouth, and looked at the calm girl across, his face twitched painfully.
"This is what you call a friendly match."
He now felt pain throughout his body, how could this girl’s martial skills be even stronger than his.
Picking up his jacket from beside him, Claire Green’s eyes narrowed, she spoke lightly, "If I really wanted to beat you up, you’d be dead by now."
Understanding the implication behind her words, Drake White inhaled coldly, why did her words sound like those of a villain?
At this mont.
The manor was silent, everyone stared dumbfounded at the girl on the training platform, incredulous.
Did their leader just lose?
Rembering the boss’s orders, they couldn’t help but be speechless. With such martial prowess, who needs their protection, are they kidding?
...
[Garfield: Where is Drake White?]
Inside M.K, the group chatted for a while before realizing the two involved were missing, Old Cat felt a sudden sense of unease.
Surely J hasn’t defeated him, right?
[Nether Lord: What do you think? He’s probably at the hospital ergency room now.]
[Spirit Fox: Already got into it? If I go now, will I see more action?]
[Nether Lord: If you go now, you can accompany him.]
[Bluebird: Once you’re in ergency, I’ll rember to send a fruit basket, don’t worry.]
While chatting, soone finally ca back online.
[Drake White: Wow, not only did J catch , she’s sitting right across from , and we ended up having a match.]
[Spirit Fox: Who won?]
Seeing this ssage, Drake White felt like he’d been stabbed in the heart.
Normally, people would ask if you won and if she’s okay, but with him, it always turns out differently.
Sighing, he laid on the bed, utterly defeated.
[Drake White: J won, I couldn’t even touch her.]
After replying, he tossed his phone aside and stared blankly at the ceiling.
Rembering J’s swift and crisp moves in their sparring, he suddenly felt stifled.
People like them, who navigate the edges of darkness, could clearly see she deliberately restrained her power.
Just like she said, if it weren’t a friendly spar, he’d probably be dead already.
But the thought that she’s barely in her teens yet possesses such sharp skills made him fear thinking about what environnt shaped the current J.
Girls in their teens are usually full of youth, but he couldn’t see any of that in J, he even felt the J he’s seeing now isn’t the real her.
...
In the room, Claire Green stalled for a mont as she saw a phone call on her mobile.
"Hello," her voice was lazy and raspy.
"Where are you, Claire?"
Julian Sia laid casually on the sofa in his robe, flipping a magazine with his long fingers, as if asking casually.
Claire Green chuckled lowly, her magnetic raspy voice sounding unexpectedly seductive at night.
She joked back, "Brother, it’s not so good to have a habit of checking at night."
Julian Sia’s eyes darkened, he stopped flipping the magazine, and after a mont, he replied with an ambiguous tone, "Who let Claire have too many secrets, making unable to be at ease."
Understanding his double aning, Claire Green raised her eyebrows slightly, feeling a hint of guilt, as long as I hide quickly, the secret can still be kept.
She casually asked, "Brother, what do you want to express?"
"Nothing," Julian Sia laughed, "just suddenly felt that I should bring Claire over."
Upon hearing that.
Claire Green’s eyebrows lowered, her lazy voice mocking, "Since when did brother beco so clingy."
"That’s sothing to ask yourself, Claire, when will you behave." The man smiled back, probing.
Both spoke with undertones but didn’t pierce the veil.
Unexpectedly.
The man threw a curveball, catching Claire Green off guard.
"Grandpa called saying he’ll visit Bayne City in a few days to see you."
Julian Sia’s sexy, raspy voice carried through the phone, and if listened closely, there was a hint of joy in it.
Grandpa’s going to Bayne City to see her?
She deeply suspected the man was pulling a trick on her, why would grandpa just want to see her?
"Are you sure?"
"You can ask him yourself."
From his tone, it seed genuine.
Claire Green suddenly felt a pang of frustration; things on F Continent weren’t resolved yet, and returning to Bayne City would probably scare off the hooked fish.
She gathered her thoughts, speaking quietly, "Tell grandpa I’ll visit him in Capital City."
After hearing that.
Julian Sia’s eyes flashed with amusent, "Seems like Claire isn’t too convenient right now."
Since when did brother beco so cheeky?
Whether it’s convenient or not, surely you’ve already suspected.
Seeing the girl silent, Julian Sia laughed aningfully and spoke deliberately, "Don’t worry, I’ll pass it on to grandpa."
Only after hanging up did Claire Green curse under her breath.
Fuck, this man seems determined to expose her secrets.
Julian Sia looked at the darkened screen, his thin lips curved with a profound smile.
His hand on his knee subconsciously rubbed against his fingertips, his mind filled with those cold eyes.
Claire, is the secret you’re hiding Emma White?
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