Brandon looked awkward when Mr. Badri caught him praying."Are you following my prayer movements, Brandon?" asked Mr. Badri. "Sorry, Mr. Badri, I'm just following your movements. I want to make the basic movements of your prayer," Brandon replied. Mr. Badri was very surprised to hear Brandon's explanation, so Mr. Badri invited Brandon to sit by the campfire."Let's sit by the campfire, Brandon!" invited Mr. Badri. Brandon followed behind Mr. Badri, scratching his itchy head.Then they both sat down by the campfire. Mr. Badri turned to Brandon and said,"Brandon, I'm not forbidding you to follow my prayer movements. You're not a Muslim, so you shouldn't follow me in prayer. Isn't this against the teachings of your religion? I'm telling you, every Muslim is required to purify themselves before praying.""So, what should I do, Mr. Badri? I just follow your movements, I don't follow the recitation," Brandon replied. "I ask you, is it not against the teachings of your religion?" asked
"Is it true what you say, Mr. Badri? Can it destroy from a distance?" asked Brandon, who was amazed by Mr. Badri's power. "Yes! And I will teach it to you, one day! I'm sure, in no time, you'll master this internal force. But remember, never use it for evil or showing off. We can use this inner strength when we are pressed and urgent," explained Mr. Badri. "Excellent! Can you show me now?" asked Brandon curiously."I won't show it to you, you'll feel its power too. Besides, it's late, Brandon!" replied Mr. Badri."Come on, Mr. Badri! Just once, when I've seen it in person, I'll be keen to study it later," Brandon pleaded."I'm afraid I'll ruin the peace of the animals around here. Besides, I'm not going to prove anything to you," replied Mr. Badri."If you really have the knowledge of internal energy that can destroy enemies, why don't you use it to avenge the death of your son and wife?" asked Brandon. "It's not as easy as you think, Brandon! My inner strength is only good for att
"Did you hear that, Mr. Badri?" asked Brandon."I heard it, were you scared, Brandon?" Mr. Badri asked back."Why should I be afraid? Maybe the tiger was hungry?" Brandon asked back."You can ask the tiger directly, Brandon!" joked Mr. Badri. "Oh my! You're so good at making jokes, Mr. Badri! Why don't you go see him?" grumbled Brandon."Hahaha, maybe she misses you. Maybe right now, she's approaching us," said Mr. Badri."Don't make things up, Mr. Badri! If he wants to approach us, maybe he's interested in you. He likes you and wants to swallow the flesh of an old man like you," Brandon retorted."Hahaha, maybe it's the other way around, he prefers younger and more meat, rather than me who is just a bone," Mr. Badri joked, laughing.Suddenly, Brandon was laughing too, at Mr. Badri's outburst."Didn't you hear the tiger roar again, Mr. Badri? Is he looking for prey?" asked Brandon."Maybe! But, surely all the animals he wants to hunt are already sleeping in their respective dens," r
The light that Mr. Badri saw disappeared immediately, as he opened the door."Oh my! Am I not allowed to see that light? It looks like the young man succeeded in his meditation. What exactly was that light I saw earlier? Did the light belong to that young man? If it is, then he is the one who was chosen to be a formidable fighter. I'm pretty sure, in a short period of time, he'll be able to master the science of divine-level internal energy," murmured Mr. Badri. Mr. Badri sat back down by the campfire, waiting for the light to reappear. After waiting for a long time, the light did not reappear, nor did Brandon show any signs of stopping his meditation."Oh my! That young man is so strong, he hasn't come out of the hut yet. The light has not reappeared, does it only appear once every night?" asked Mr. Badri to himself.Mr. Badri patiently waited for Brandon to finish his meditation."How strong were you in that meditation, Brandon? Alright, I'll wait until whenever. If necessary, I wi
"Say it quickly, Roberto, don't beat around the bush with Mr. Ibra!" snapped Barnes.With trembling lips, Roberto finally said who gave the order."Mrs. Paula gave the order, sir!"Mrs. Paula, hearing Roberto's confession, immediately denied it as she removed her hand from Diego's grip."Lies! Don't you accuse me, Roberto, where is the proof that I gave you the order?" snapped Madame Paula. Mr. Ibra turned to his wife and opened the laptop on his desk. Then he opened a video recording file and showed it to Mrs. Paula."You want to deny it, Paula? You think I don't have a spy? Why are you doing all this behind my back, Paula? A dozen years on, you're still holding a grudge against Grace. How rotten your heart is, Paula!" snapped Mr. Ibra.Unnoticed, Paula shed her tears as she said,"I'm doing this for the good of our family, I don't want that bitch to disturb the peace of our family, father!"Mr. Ibra did not answer immediately, he gave orders to Barnes to evict Roberto from his hous
Amrin also stepped towards the window, he saw Roberto being sleighed out by Barnes and Diego.Amrin turned to his father and asked,"Why did dad do all this?""It should be, you don't have to ask any more, Amrin! Dad has already explained everything to you. Why haven't you understood yet?" master Ibra asked back."I don't think you need to kick you out if you have kicked Roberto out," Amrin retorted."They both made a very fatal mistake, Amrin! Don't you understand what dad said?" snapped master Ibra.Amrin came out of her father's private room, and then he caught up with her mother who was about to leave."Mom, wait!" called Amrin.Mrs. Paula looked back as Amrin called out to her. Then, she asked,"What's wrong, Amrin? Let mom go from this house. You don't come with me, you stay here." "Mom, you can't leave this house! If you keep forcing me to leave, I will face you myself. You know yourself, you're not really trying to get rid of me, mom!" Amrin retorted. "Who said you didn't me
"Mr. Aldo, where have you been all this time?" greeted the person who called him.Aldo and Mrs. Grace looked back, and it was Zack."Hey man, you called me! When did you start doing this job?" Aldo asked back."Hahaha, as soon as my bird got big enough, I started working here. I've only been here for two days. I get paid quite a lot serving the aunties who come," Zack replied."Hahaha, that's good then! It's not in vain that I taught you," Aldo replied as he patted Zack on the shoulder. "Who is that woman beside you, Mr. Aldo?" asked Zack."You don't want to know, Zack! You'd better find another woman. She's with me, no one should interfere," Aldo replied."Hahaha, fine, I'm not interrupting your fun, Mr. Aldo! Besides, I'm about to serve a beautiful young auntie," Zack replied."Hahaha, wonderful! You are indeed a very lucky young man, Zack! Before long, you'll be a young millionaire," said Aldo.Mrs. Grace, who was only listening to Aldo and Zack's conversation, could only shake he
After a few steps out of the brothel, Mrs. Grace cursed David profusely."Bastard! That friend of yours is so arrogant, Aldo! I'm so fed up with all his words, I want to break his neck.""Hahaha, calm down, aren't you going to face him soon? You can vent your anger when you face him. My advice is that you don't underestimate his strength! As far as I know, he's on the same level as Bimo," Aldo explained."The devil cares about his power level!" retorted Mrs. Grace angrily."Hahaha, in the world of martial arts there are levels, Grace! The higher the level, the greater the power," said Aldo."I know about that, I don't really care about my power level myself. All I know is to fight and defeat my opponent easily," Mrs. Grace replied."It's time to understand that, Grace! Otherwise, you'll be the one to get hurt by your opponent," Aldo explained."I don't have time to understand power levels, nor do I care how strong my opponent is. When it's time to die, there's no need to be afraid," M