In the atmosphere filled with profound excitement, Julian Mars Roland still had his mind on the next play of action. Being poor has taught him the life intricacies of never taking a threat for granted, especially coming from a humiliated person.Suddenly there was a knock on the office door. Julian Mars Roland and his loyalists seemed surprised because there wasn't any form of notification from Miss Rita of any visitor.“Please, come on in,” Julian responded with the thought of one person who could be at the other side of the door.The door was gently parted and Lord Marshall Roland ambled inside the office space with a mild expression. Julian had guessed he could be the one to have made his secretary not do the usual. He's the owner of the company of course, why call to inform his son?Sharon Pearl, Michael Riss, and Lillian Rose are slightly startled but quickly greet Lord Marshall Roland still wearing clothes of expression on their faces. Without Julian's father being told, he had

Julian Mars Roland headed out from his father's mansion in all cheerfulness. The twist to take a different route didn't go badly at all.He slightly waved at his father who wouldn't be at work on that very day before finally zooming off to the main location of the day before the foreseen trailing.Julian Mars Roland maintained a considerable expected speed. He wouldn't want to encounter further delays from cop men if he decided to go at high speed.In less than seven minutes he was already at the major roadside market and gently screened his car brake before alighting.He could feel an eye fixed on him and was busy rolling his eyes to deduce if those trailing him had caught up with where he was.Unexpectedly his eyes got entangled with Fredrick who was standing at the other end angle of the market, at the exact spot where the pickpockets once snatched his black bag.“Aye!” Fredrick screamed and all eyes abruptly glanced at him. His voice was louder beyond the voices amidst the marketp

Fredrick obliged and used Julian's hand as an advantage to arise from the ground. But this time around he didn't play some disguise tricks to pull him down.The tutorial goes differently each time he teaches Julian a particular skill to improve his inner abilities. Julian in the course of learning tends to exceed expectations and ends up revealing certain intricacies for Fredrick to learn.“Enemies employ different trickery gestures to lure their opponents from their strongholds and have them beaten instead. You have proven with those few gestures of alertness that you'd likely not let yourself be deceived by mere tricks,” Fredrick acknowledged certain visual facts while wiping off the sweat on his forehead.Thus far Fredrick has taught Julian the act of professionalism that every ambitious martial student should embed before indulging in any form of combat. Those instructions are easily grasped but difficult to act when it matters most.“Master. It's honorable to be emotional and fee

Julian paused in motion and was quickly taken aback by the words of Fredrick on his body defense mechanism. He has been so engrossed in training that he swiftly gets led with a whisper from his inner spirit.Little wonder he knew exactly what to do as though he wanted to wage a defense against a visible opponent in the same room space with him.Time kept ticking but each second that clicked unsubtly connoted that Julian had the propensity to learn and become much better. No limitation whatsoever unless he decides to stand against his Excel.“Great Master. How did you know about Shadowboxing?” Fredrick inquired from him, taking a few steps closer to him as Julian was clothed with hot sweat due to the training thus far.He stared at him with a mild expression. “I just knew what exactly I needed to do. Weren't you the one that mentioned paying attention to the inner spirit?” Julian intelligently responded to him with his hands still maintaining the Shadow Boxing posture. Impressive!Juli

Julian Mars Roland got engrossed with several questions banging in his heart. Fredrick's statement about him knowing who his daughter was has induced him into deep thought.‘What's he talking about? Probably he's mistaken this time around’ Julian Mars Roland whispered to himself as he tried to shake off Fredrick's words.But Fredrick's face was damn serious. His words were blunt. ‘He's got no reason to be bluffing’ Julian had to reconcile in his heart, his eyes gazed back at Frederick.“You think I'm bluffing huh?” Fredrick reads his thoughts like he knows his name. He didn't for a moment blame Julian Mars Roland for having certain doubts on his last words about his daughter.Julian scratched his hair in slight awkwardness. It wasn't any argument that his tutor had done a good job in grasping the words he muttered in his heart. He needed answers and would prefer if Fredrick would let the dog outta the cage.Julian Mars Roland hardly barks down on any desired quest that he believes wou