Chapter 112

Blake had looked at his friend’s body when he shook his hand and found that he was a good candidate to start training his body with authentic martial arts, not the watered-down version that the military trained.

“Here is a breathing exercise and skilled moves to get you started. We have only a month to get you into better shape, and you need to stop drinking, which hinders your flow for the time being.” Blake explained and handed him a booklet that he had prepared beforehand. He would utilize the information given to him from the inheritance and begin to copy them on paper.

Dean left the office, leaving Mr. Wheaton still dazed by what he had witnessed.

“Is there something that you want to say?” Blake asked Mr. Wheaton.

“Young Master, how could you transfigure this power, and could you train many in this skill?” Mr.Wheaton asked.

“Yes, why? Do you want to learn this power as well?”

“I dare not. I’m too old, and I believe my time has sailed, but my only son has a daughter Kelly Wheaton.