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Chapter 200 When Kayson and Michael returned to the hotel, they saw Noella sitting on the couch.
“Why aren‘t you in school yet?” asked Michael.
Noella blinked. “There‘s no class today!”
Michael was her father, though. One glance was all it took for him to know that his daughter had skipped
class. Helpless, he said nothing about it since he had not needed to worry too much about Noella‘s
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtgrades all this while. Noelle sprang up. “Dad, so what went down with the Wolfendens?” Michael relayed
the events to her briefly. Noella had assumed Kayson was exaggerating when he called himself a pre–
celestial fighter, but it seemed that he was not boasting now. She could not help asking, “Y–You look just
a little older than me, but why are you so good?” “Am I?” Kayson shook his head. “My mentor‘s always
called me a newbie.” Noella was astonished, and her wet eyes widened. “Then... do I have the chance
to be as good?” she asked. Michael‘s heartbeat picked up in pace from the side. “You?” Kayson scanned
her and replied, “Sure. Everyone has the chance to.” “Can you teach me then? I‘ll pay!” Michael was
appalled at what she said and admonished, “Nonsense!”
He pulled Noella away and said seriously, “Kayson, she doesn‘t know better. Don‘t put it on her.”
There was a rule about not passing it down easily, whether it was the physical or psychological aspect of
martial arts. One was to either go under a mentor or be scouted for being prodigious. One simply could
not ask so frivolously.
“Uncle Michael, you don‘t have to be so anxious. I‘m not as orthodox,” said Kayson.
They were just talking. It was no big deal. Kayson looked at Noella. “If you‘re really interested, I’ll give
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmyou a prescription. You have to collect the herbs listed.
“There‘s a condition, though. You have to depend on yourself and not on the Whitmans‘ connections.”
Noella looked delighted. “Really?” “Of course.” Kayson nodded. She was so thrilled that she went to her room to get a pen and paper and passed them to Kayson. Kayson wrote down the names, and
Noella kept the piece of paper like it was a gem. “I‘ll collect these herbs as soon as I can! Dad, I‘m going
off to school now!”
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