Chapter 200 When Kayson and Michael returned to the hotel, they saw Noella sitting on the couch.
"Why arenât you in school yet?â asked Michael.Noella blinked. âThere's no class today!"Michael was
her father, though. One glance was all it took for him to know that his daughter had skipped class.
Helpless, he said nothing about it since he had not needed to worry too much about Noella's
grades all this while. Noelle sprang up. âDad, so what went down with the Wolfendens?â Michael
relayed the events to her briefly. Noella had assumed Kayson was exaggerating when he called
himself a pre-celestial fighter, but it seemed that he was not boasting now. She could not help
asking, âY-You look just a little older than me, but why are you so good?â âAm I?â Kayson shook his
head. âMy mentors always called me a newbie.â Noella was astonished, and her wet eyes widened.
âThen... do I have the chance to be as good?â she asked. Michael's heartbeat picked up in pace from
the side. âYou?â Kayson scanned her and replied, âSure. Everyone has the chance to.â âCan you teach
me then? I'll pay!â Michael was appalled at what she said and admonished, âNonsense!"He pulled
Noella away and said seriously, âKayson, she doesn't know better. Don't put it on
her."There was a rule about not passing it down easily, whether it was the physical or
psychological aspect of martial arts. One was to either go under a mentor or be scouted for being
prodigious. One simply could not ask so frivolously. âUncle Michael, you don't have to be so
anxious. I'm not as orthodox,â said Kayson.They were just talking. It was no big deal. Kayson looked
at Noella. âIf you're really interested, I'll give you a prescription. You have to collect the herbs
listed.â There's a condition, though. You have to depend on yourself and not on the
Whitmansâ connections.âNoella looked delighted. âReally?â âOf course.â Kayson
nodded. She was so thrilled that she went to her room to get a pen and paper and passed them to
Kayson. Kayson wrote down the names, and Noella kept the piece of paper like it was a gem. âI'll
collect these herbs as soon as I can! Dad, I'm going off to school now!â
Chapter 200 When Kayson and Michael returned to the hotel, they saw Noella sitting on the couch.
"Why arenât you in school yet?â asked Michael.
Noella blinked. âThere's no class today!â
Michael was her father, though. One glance was all it took for him to know that his daughter had
skipped class. Helpless, he said nothing about it since he had not needed to worry too much about
Noellaâs grades all this while. Noelle sprang up. âDad, so what went down with the
Wolfendens?â Michael relayed the events to her briefly. Noella had assumed Kayson
was exaggerating when he called himself a preâcelestial fighter, but it seemed that he was not
boasting now. She could not help asking, âY-You look just a little older than me, but why are you so
good?â âAm I?â Kayson shook his head. âMy mentorâs always called me a newbie.â Noella was
astonished, and her wet eyes widened. âThen... do I have the chance to be as good?â she asked.
Michael's heartbeat picked up in pace from the side. âYou?â Kayson scanned her and replied, âSure.
Everyone has the chance to.â âCan you teach me then? I'll pay!â Michael was appalled at what she
said and admonished, âNonsense!â
He pulled Noella away and said seriously, âKayson, she doesnât know better. Don't put it on
her."There was a rule about not passing it down easily, whether it was the physical or
psychological aspect of martial arts. One was to either go under a mentor or be scouted for being
prodigious. One simply could not ask so frivolously.
âUncle Michael, you donât have to be so anxious. I'm not as orthodox,â said Kayson.They were just
talking. It was no big deal. Kayson looked at Noella. âIf you're really interested, I'll give you a
prescription. You have to collect the herbs listed.
âThere's a condition, though. You have to depend on yourself and not on the
Whitmansâ connections.âNoella looked delighted. âReally?â âOf course.â Kayson
nodded. She was so thrilled that she went to her room to get a pen and paper and passed them to
Kayson. Kayson wrote down the names, and Noella kept the piece of paper like it was a gem. âI'll
collect these herbs as soon as I can! Dad, I'm going off to school now!â