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.
He was on cloud nine when he heard what Derrell said. If Edgar were to reach that point, the Deragon family would possess the youngest Martial Arts Marquis in not just Jadeborough's martial arts world, but also the whole of Chanaea.
If Edgar grew up well, he would one day lead the Deragons as the ultimate leader of the whole martial arts world.
“Given Edgar's ability, I don't think it'll be a problem taking down Jared, so I don’t think there's any more reason for me to stay,” Derrell said.
Just as he was about to leave, Warren ran in with serious news. “We should not underestimate that guy. He's been training, and I heard that his skills advanced too, so it's not just Edgar who has gotten better.”
Seeing that Warren had come uninvited, Ryker realized this matter must be severe. “What do you mean, Mr. Gordon?”
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