It was just a joke. Ernest continued, "Promise me something. If you give it a shot and still don't have any feelings for Sherlyn, tell her straight. I'm worried she'll fall too hard and end up hurting more later." Felix gave a wry smile. "Do you really think I'm that irresistible?" To his surprise, Ernest nodded firmly. "That's right. Some people are born to be great. So, women would flock to them naturally. My granddaughter is not some untouchable goddess after all—it's only natural she'd fall for you." Such high praise made Felix feel a bit awkward. "If that's how it turns out, I will." This seemed to be just the warm-up. Ernest set down his fishing rod and looked Felix in the eyes. He said, "I've got a favor to ask you." Felix became a bit fidgety. "You're always making me nervous." Ernest waved him off with a grave look. "This is about our national pride. I don't take that lightly. Our Dragonian culture has kept martial arts alive for thousands of years, and the same
Felix stood up. He had never seen Gerald this furious before, so something big must have happened. "I'm listening, Mr. Hoffman." Even Ernest looked over curiously. For someone as young as Felix to have such exceptional medical skills, his mentor could not be an ordinary man, either. "Guneria's gone too far! How dare they look down on our traditional medicine that's been passed down for generations? There's going to be a medical competition with them soon." Felix then realized that Gerald's anger was because of the same thing Ernest had just mentioned. "Mr. Hoffman, another respectable hero had already asked me to participate. Don't worry. I'll make sure those Gunerian jerks leave in tears." Gerald laughed. "Is that so? Then, I won't say much more. If you don't crush them completely, don't bother showing your face to me again." "Mr. Holt Senior, my mentor's call was about the same thing. He's furious, too." Ernest smiled. Having devoted himself to the country, he naturally
Just then, Yvonne's boss called. "Miss." "That woman in the photo you sent yesterday is Sherlyn, Ernest Holt's granddaughter." What? Ernest Holt? Yvonne was shocked. Having followed her boss for so long, of course she would know such a prominent figure. "My goodness, miss! How could someone of Sherlyn's status be associated with Felix?" Surprisingly, she laughed. "Ernest has settled in Avesburgh, right next door to Felix. Given how low-key Ernest is, some interaction as neighbors should be normal. It's probably just surface-level pleasantries, nothing big."As for why Sherlyn helped Felix, perhaps Ernest just didn't like how the Phoenix Legion was making such a fuss over an ordinary person, so he sent his granddaughter to smooth things over. No need to read too much into it. "But if Felix really did earn Ernest's support, he might just have a shot at climbing the social ladder." The call ended abruptly, leaving Yvonne with a bitter smile. The reason why her boss could be
"Just give me the account number." Logan smiled. Judging from Felix's attitude, things would be easier to deal with. "Not so fast. After paying, this Harold kid has to be a greeter at the restaurant entrance for a week. He'll have to be on his knees and greet every customer who comes in round the clock." Felix, who was about to open his banking app, frowned at Logan. "Is that really necessary?" Harold cheerfully shrugged. "I don't mind. I trashed their stuff, so of course I should apologize properly." Despite Harold's nice words, he would likely kick up a fuss once the money was transferred. This was clearly meant to humiliate him, so there was no way he would actually kneel there as a greeter. "Who owns this place?" At this point, Felix had to address the root of the problem. Logan looked Felix up and down with a disdainful look. "What? Trying to pull strings? Let me tell you something. The owner of this restaurant is way out of your league. Even Avesburgh's richest couldn
Good lord! Terrified, Logan swallowed hard. Felix must have had an insanely powerful background if even Zachary had to speak that way to him. "Y-Yes, Mr. Xanthos. I understand." Felix then said to Zachary, "You don't need to see me anymore. Let's end this here." After Felix hung up, Logan broke out in a cold sweat. He fell to his knees. "Mr. Zeller! I'm sorry for being so blind and offending you. Please spare me. I have parents and children to feed, I..." Felix waved him off. "I won't do anything to you. After all, you gave me a chance earlier. I'm taking him with me." As Harold followed Felix out, his face darkened. He could not believe that even the Xanthos family, the second richest family in Avesburgh, could be so afraid of Felix. How was this possible? "Harold, you can keep trying to annoy me like this, but remember this. Once I find your mom, the price you'll pay will only get steeper." After leaving those words behind, Felix set off. Harold punched the wall in fr
Hearing Vivian say the same thing, Felix thought he must have misheard. After all, Vivian was the deputy chief of the Earthern Hall in Dragon Alliance. How could she not get a ticket to this so-called Golden Prime Auction? "Felix, Golden Prime Auction tickets are never sold. They're distributed based on qualifications, and it's only held once a year. No one who gets a ticket ever resells it. Even among our Dragon Alliance chiefs, only a select few qualify as far as I know." Felix understood now. Though Vivian did not say it outright, it was clear that Kane, who had just become chief of Oasis Clinic, would not make the cut. "I see." On the other end, Vivian felt bad. Felix had only asked for one thing, yet she was powerless to help. The key was that Yale had taken the Dragon Ring now. If not, getting a ticket would have been a breeze. Without the Dragon Ring, only she and Kane would recognize Felix as the Dragon Lord. Others would not see him that way anymore. The Dragon Allia
Yvonne looked at Felix with a strange expression. "I don't know what you're planning, but people like that block all unknown numbers. It'd be useless even if I gave you his number." Felix had forgotten about that. He hesitated, then said, "Can I use your phone to call him, then?" To his surprise, Yvonne handed over her phone without hesitation. But she warned, "Whatever you're going to say, apologize immediately if he gets angry, and don't say anything else." "I understand." Yvonne was curious about Felix's intentions. It would not matter even if this angered George and he took it out on her. Unlike last time, this was not her personal issue. With Felix involved, her boss would not stay out of it. George would have to behave if she stepped in. Felix went into the guest room on the first floor and dialed George's number using Yvonne's phone. It rang for a long time before someone picked the call up. "Yvonne, make it quick. I'm busy." "George, it's Felix."There was a ru
Dazed, Yvonne sat on the couch. She could not comprehend this. Last time, George had personally shown up to cause Felix some trouble. When he left in the end, she had assumed Felix was just too unimportant for George to bother with. That was why Felix had been let off the hook, or so she thought. After hearing their conversation over the phone now, she finally understood. She had been puzzled all this while. George was not the type to let things slide. Spoiled as he was, he was not stupid. If he could mess with someone, he would certainly go for the jugular. Yet, Felix had walked away unscathed. "Why on Earth is George so cautious around Felix? And since when does he call anyone 'Mister'?" These questions buzzed around in Yvonne's head, which gave her a migraine. She even wondered if she should be reporting this to her boss. After some contemplation, Yvonne decided to keep it to herself. If she had not slept with Felix, she would have spilled every detail. But now that Geor