"He's so quiet. If he hadn't spoken just now, I would have thought he was mute," Antheena said.
Eleanor looked at Matthew with interest. "Although he looks ordinary, he was quite skilled when he sparred with Hendrey Johnson." She then turned her head to Dominik and asked, " Can I spar with him, Dominik?"
"I've heard that Princess Eleanor is quite skilled. I also want to see for myself."
"You two can give it a go."
"Eleanor, don't be reckless."
"Why not? I've wanted to teach him a lesson for a long time. You can teach him a lesson for me, Eleanor."
"He is far superior to me in skill. Princess Eleanor should give up, or he might hurt you," Hendrey added.
This statement seemed normal, but upon closer examination, it seemed to be sowing discord.
Veronica couldn't guess what Hendrey was trying to do. She looked at him with an unfathomable gaze, and their eyes met. And Hendrey averted his gaze, feeling guilty.
"Hmph! You underestimate me too much."
Eleanor was pleased with the provocation. She raised her eyebrows confidently and walked up to Matthew. "Hey, what's your name? Would you like to spar with the leader of the hidden clan?"
Matthew poured himself a drink and coldly replied, "No."
His response was calm and firm, rejecting her altogether.
Tiffany, who had been silent since embarrassing herself, held a grudge against Iron Pillar. If he hadn't intervened to restrain Hendrey just now, Veronica wouldn't have had a chance to attack her.
Seeing this, Tiffany added fuel to the fire. "A mere bodyguard actually dares to disregard the leader of the hidden clan. How audacious."
As soon as she finished speaking, Matthew and Veronica glared at her, frightening her into immediately lowering her head and keeping quiet.
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