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"What's wrong?" Sean asked.
When Sean asked, he knew that Lisha must have recognized the old man and the stunning woman sitting next to
the old man with a contemptuous look on her face. Otherwise, Lisha would not have lowered her veil to cover her
face.
As expected, Lisha immediately whispered, "These two are from the Hunt family. The old man is the head of the
family, Timaeus Hunt, and the woman sitting next to him is his granddaughter, Shirley Hunt... The Hunt family is
also a big family of Dragon Kingdom descent in Crosac."
Upon hearing this, Sean immediately understood.
Lisha continued, "Timaeus has a good relationship with my father and often comes to the mayor's residence to
have tea and chat with him. I don't want to be recognized by him. If he sees us together, he'll definitely
misunderstand..."
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"You're right," Sean nodded in agreement.
Suddenly, Lisha remembered something and laughed, "By the way, Timaeus is a martial arts enthusiast. He often
tells me how powerful Dragon Kingdom's martial arts are. It's because of this that I became interested in it."
A martial arts enthusiast?
Aren't foreigners not the only ones interested in Dragon Kingdom's martial arts?
Why would Timaeus Hunt, this old man be interested in it too?
For the people of Dragon Kingdom or those with Dragon Kingdom bloodlines, there's nothing particularly mysterious
about Dragon Kingdom martial arts...
Thinking of this, Sean cast a skeptical glance at Timaeus and Shirley.
Timaeus was busy devouring his bullfrog, while Shirley sat upright in her chair and did not even touch the food on
the table. It seemed she really looked down upon street food stalls.
As if sensing Sean's gaze, Shirley turned her head and scolded him, "What're you looking at? Haven't you seen a
beautiful woman before?"
Sean frowned and turned his head back to his food.
Timaeus put down the bullfrog and then laughed and said, "My dear granddaughter, you're so beautiful that men
naturally want to look at you. It won't hurt to let them have a glance. But because you're always been so fierce that
your ex-boyfriend was scared off."
"Grandpa, what nonsense!" Shirley said angrily.
Lisha almost laughed out loud and whispered to Sean, "Shirley had a boyfriend before, a rich young man. They
were almost engaged, but he suddenly ran away. It became a joke among Crosac, and because of it, Shirley has
rarely gone out recently."
"I see..." Sean nodded in understanding.
It was not surprising that such a ferocious woman scared off her boyfriend.
Suddenly, Shirley slammed the table and angrily scolded Lisha and Sean, "What're you whispering about? Are you
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmtalking about me? Are you mocking me? Do you even know who I am?"
"Miss, you're thinking too much..." Sean exhaled lightly and said to Shirley, trying to calm her down.
However, Shirley continued to scold them stubbornly, "Hmph! If you've nothing good to say, don't say anything at
all! If you dare to badmouth me, don't blame me for being impolite to you! I'm from the Hunt family, and we're not
easy to mess with!"
"Enough, Shirley..." Timaeus intervened, and Shirley finally shut her mouth but still glared at Lisha and Sean with a
sullen look.
Furthermore, Shirley seemed to have noticed something was amiss and stared intently at Lisha's veil.
Lisha quickly turned her head, afraid of being recognized.
Just then, a group of young people walked towards them.
They all had brightly colored hair, and several of them had earrings and nose rings. They were dressed in denim
and had holes in their clothes, both on their shirts and pants.
Such a vulgar group of people must be the street hooligans of Crosac.