"Jordan, Miss Nicholson," as Daisy gets to them, she repeats.Natasha stiffens, anger and fear flashing in her eyes. This is the lady who caused her so much pain and suffering. Hasn't she done enough? What is she doing here? She unconsciously takes two steps backward before asking as politely as she can muster and without any atom of anger in her voice, "Miss Kane, you rushed over to us in such a hurry. Is there a problem?"Daisy glances at Jordan, who stands silently beside Natasha without even sparing her a glance and nibbles on her lower lip, sadness clouding her expression. However, she quickly composes herself and offers a sad smile as she says, "Miss Nicholson, I was inhumane to you, and I've come to apologize.""What?" Natasha's eyes dilate. This is Daisy Kane, the Princess of the Kane family, a lady whose shoelace she is not worthy to tie. What could possibly make her stoop to this level to apologize to her, a mere country bumpkin? Could it be? She glances toward Jordan onl
The Vincy Martial Arts School has a bone orchard often referred to as Dojo Eternal. Dojo Eternal is where every member of the school both high and low-ranked is buried. This place serves as a tribute to their memory, a lasting homage that endures as long as the school exists. For some time now, Dojo Eternal has remained undisturbed, seemingly as if it has been abandoned. Only that it wasn't abandoned but that the head of the Vincy Martial Arts School had done a lot to make sure there wouldn't be any burials.However, tonight, after many years, Dojo Eternal is bustling with activity once again.In the heart of Dojo Eternal, on wooden tables, rest two white coffins, holding two pale middle-aged men dressed in military-like attire with swords on their bodies and their hands resting on them.Roundabout the coffins are the students of Vincy Martial Arts School decked in white garments, clutching burning candles, their faces bearing the weight of grief. And in front of the coffins, is an
Ethan's shoulders slump, and he lets out a heavy sigh, his gaze dropping to the floor. Every father's dream is to see their child outlive them. And it is considered a cruel twist of fate when a father buries a son.He has been trying so hard to appear strong but the truth is his heart bleeds and it's not just because he is burying a son at such an advanced age, but because he is burying his only son and the only person who should have continued the family's lineage.If Jackson had a sibling or left behind a son or daughter, then the pain might have been a little bearable but he didn't leave any, meaning that once he drops dead, the Steele lineage would come to an abrupt end.In such circumstances, how could he possibly be happy in letting his son go with such a simple farewell? His heart burns with an overwhelming desire for revenge. If only he could, the one who took his son's life would have been dead by now.But he understands himself better. He is just an ordinary elderly man, ev
Although the students of Vincy Martial Arts School may not have personally seen The Grim Reaper or known him, the school is filled with tales of him. The Grim Reaper holds a special place in the history of Vincy Martial Arts School as its founding ancestor and Vincy's great-grandfather. Many years ago, he was the one who established the school, but it was no easy task. He had to face numerous master martial artists who opposed the existence of his school. In his quest to protect and establish the school, he engaged in battles against over ten other schools and tens of thousands of martial artists, emerging victorious in all of them.The impact of his fights reverberated throughout East Veridora and shook its fabric, earning him the moniker of The Grim Reaper. He led the school for many years, but after he had an offspring, he inexplicably abandoned the school and went rogue, disappearing without a trace. His whereabouts became a mystery, and many believed he had met his demise. Howe
For several minutes, there is total silence in Dojo Eternal, with only the faint sound of the wind hovering around. The silence grows, causing the students, Margaret and Ethan to become restless. What if The Grim Reaper is angry at them? What if that is why he hasn't shown his face till now? These thoughts gnaw at them, causing their bodies to be covered in sweat, their hair to stand on end like sculptures, and goosebumps to cover their skin."Margaret, The Grim Reaper has refused to show his face or acknowledge our welcome gesture, perhaps, is he angry with us? For someone who asked for his help, you should know how he feels about us, right?" Growing increasingly restless, Ethan sways his gaze to Margaret and asks in a low voice."The Grim Reaper is like a god amongst men, though I'm his daughter-in-law and have asked for his help, how can I possibly know how he feels about us? Hmph! I haven't even seen his face!""What?" Ethan's mouth twitches. "You mean you don't know what he look
At a glance at the man who used to be her husband, Isabella feels a fleeting sense of nostalgia. However, the feeling doesn't last long as she soon shoots him a glare and asks sternly, "What are you doing here? Are you still following me around?""You really think too highly of yourself and feel the world revolves around you," before Jordan can even react, Daisy, who has just walked in, is quick to interject whilst rolling her eyes at Isabella.She has never liked Isabella to begin with and now, seeing her trying to ridicule Jordan, even though they aren't on good terms, she couldn't stand it.Isabella frowns as she takes in Daisy, who is standing beside Jordan, but her brows furrow even deeper when she sees another beautiful lady walking in and standing by his other side. "Huh?" Her mouth pats open. "So it's not just one now, but two?" She gives Jordan a sidelong glance and adds, "You concealed your true colors quite well."Jordan lets out a sigh. This is one thing about Isabella. She
"Don't spout nonsense here!" Henry glowers at her, clenching his fists."Oh?" Daisy chuckles. "So my words are nonsense while yours aren't? How ridiculous. Anyway, I can't bother to banter words with you."She then turns to Jordan and calmly suggests, "Since she doesn't want to heed your advice, you should just let her be.""Yes, Jordan," Natasha, who has been silent up to this point, chimes in. She may not understand why Jordan is advising Isabella against investing in Starwood Apparels and why he believes the company won't survive for long, but if there is anything she has learned about Jordan, it is that he doesn't make baseless claims and there's a deeper reason behind every of his word and action. If he says Isabella will be making a mistake, she believes him. He probably has his reasons for not openly sharing why he feels this way."If you ever cared about me, you should heed my advice, even if it's the last time you do," Jordan, however, ignores Daisy and Natasha's advice as h
With just a punch, the gigantic steel gate was severely warped!"Hmm," Standing at the side, Jordan slightly raises a brow. Ordinarily, most people would be astounded by the fact that a single punch could deform the gigantic gate and likely succumb to an overwhelming sense of fear. However, Jordan's reaction is different as he doesn't exhibit any concern over the damaged gate. Instead, he's preoccupied with the realization that if he had been even a nanosecond late from tilting his body, he might have been the one deformed."Not bad, you are the very first young man to evade my sneak attack. You certainly live up to your reputation. Now, I understand why you were able to defeat my great-grandson," a chilling gruff voice suddenly says."Great-grandson?" Jordan's mouth twitches and he turns his attention toward the source of the voice, only for his eyes to slightly dilate as he is met with a thick layer of cloud with cold wind hovering around it. "See," he mumbles silently and his eyes