Over at the Deragon residence, Ryker and Derrell were having a conversation over tea, while Edgar stood beside them.
By that time, Edgar’s aura was already close to that of a Top Level Martial Arts Grandmaster.
“I can’t thank you enough, Master Derrell!” Ryker said chirpily. “My son has improved so much over such a short period of time. He’ll be a Top Level Martial Arts Grandmaster in no time! I’m sure he will be one after he beats Jared. This means he’s the youngest person to have ever reached that level!”
Derrell smiled politely. “Well, Mr. Ryker, Edgar himself has got the talent too. Given his gift in martial arts, I’m sure he will become much better with the amount of hard work he pours into. He will be half a Martial Arts Marquis in no time. By that time, your family will be brought to greater heights.”
“Master Derrell, it’s all thanks to you!” Ryker laughed heartily.
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