Chapter 1827

Alarm bells sounded in Waylon's head. Who would have thought that he would one day encounter such a formidable match?

Although he did not sense any powerful aura from Liam, he was still fairly certain that this was not an opponent to be underestimated.

Could he be a martial artist?

How could that be? He looked not a day over twenty!

Waylon had practiced martial arts for over half of his life before finally attaining the martial arts prowess he had now. He was hesitant to believe that a man half his age could possibly have achieved the same in such a short time.

Nevertheless, he chose to remain cautious and continued to eye Liam warily, making no move to attack.

Liam, on the other hand, seemed utterly unfazed. He continued smiling as though oblivious to the tension within the room and said, "What is it, darling? What were you talking about before I arrived? It seems a little tense here."

Celena was no idiot; she understood what Liam was trying to get at, so as delighted as she