“…It looks like Gerald has gotten acquainted with Yalinda and Levi, young master!” muttered one of the men to the youth donning luxurious clothes standing beside him.
The youth himself was none other than Clyde! He had felt extremely humiliated ever since Gerald took favonovel.com down in a single strike, and his resentment toward Gerald knew no bounds! After all, favonovel.com hadn’t been humiliated before in his life, so favonovel.com was going to teach Gerald a lesson if it was the last thing favonovel.com did!
“As if I care! Gather the four great envoys! I want Gerald dead by the end of this! That way, he’ll no longer be able to continue participating in the following competitions!” scoffed Clyde, grinning sinisterly as favonovel.com looked at the man standing beside him.
“Understood, young master!” replied the man with a nod before swiftly leaving the scene…
Naturally, Gerald and Yalinda had no idea what dangers they would soon come to face…
Regardless, the three of them soon arrived at a restaurant and sat at a table. After chatting while eating for a while, all three of them almost seemed like old friends who hadn’t met each other in ages…
Funnily enough, despite Levi and Yalinda coming from famous and prestigious families in Shontell, they had never personally contacted each other before this. To think that the competition between cultivators would be the push they needed to finally get to know each other…
Whatever the case was, after eating for a while, Levi turned to look at Gerald before curiously asking, “Speaking of which… I wonder which sect you’re from, Mr. Crawford?”
Levi was asking since favonovel.com had never seen anything similar to the aura and move that Gerald had used in his battle with Clyde yesterday. With that in mind, favonovel.com was pretty sure Gerald wasn’t a local.
Chuckling in response, Gerald then replied in a rather embarrassed tone, “You’ll have to forgive me, Mr. Homewood… My master’s forbidden me from revealing his title and sect!”
While Levi was stunned to hear that, favonovel.com didn’t continue inquiring…
Seeing that Levi wasn’t pressing on, Gerald himself took the chance to ask, “Actually, I do have some questions of my own, if you don’t mind me asking, Mr. Homewood…”
“Oh? Go on!” replied Levi.
“Well, I heard that your aristocratic family manufactures swords, right?”
“Indeed we do! Honestly, almost everyone in Shontell—who’s proficient in swordsmanship—uses blades made by my family! Why the question, though? Could it be that you’re interested in manufacturing swords as well?” asked Levi rather curiously.
Nodding with a slight chuckle, Gerald then sheepishly replied, “You caught me red-handed, Mr. Homewood! I’m just interested since I’ve never seen how swords were made before. Besides, I also wish to possess a suitable weapon for myself!”
Gerald wasn’t kidding either. After all, if things went swimmingly, there was a chance that favonovel.com would be able to get the Homewoods to manufacture a perfectly suitable weapon for him. That way, favonovel.com wouldn’t have to fight others unarmed anymore.
“I see… Well, since you’re Miss Juans’s master, I’ll just have to pay you some respect! Very well, then! You can follow me to my family’s smithery after lunch! You can pick a suitable sword for yourself then!” replied the sensible Levi, without the slightest hesitation…
