Quentin said, “In martial arts novels, they often talk about remote assassination, where even the fallen flowers or leaves can be lethal weapons. You can achieve that once you reach the Grand Master Realm.”
Charlotte looked puzzled, “How do you know so much?”
Quentin awkwardly smiled, “Well, that’s what they say in martial arts movies.”
Charlotte glanced at him suspiciously.
Janessa looked up with admiration, “Dad, if you learned martial arts like the characters in TV dramas, would you become so powerful too?”
“Of course!” Quentin laughed confidently, patting his chest.
“You’re just bragging!” Ruben scoffed, pouring cold water on him from the side, “Do you really think life is like a TV drama? Trash is trash, and you’ll never turn your life around.”
Quentin couldn’t be bothered to respond to him.
Only Riya, her gaze suddenly becoming extremely profound, stared into Quentin’s eyes with a hint of astonishment.
“Sir, you’re indeed extraordinary,” she said meaningfully, and Quentin looked at her, while Riya just smiled and looked at his sleeve.
Quentin’s sleeve wrinkled slightly.
He didn’t expect himself to be so discreet, yet still noticed by this woman.
“Sir, was it you who intervened just now?” Riya asked with a smile, her eyes full of curiosity.
“Miss, you really know how to joke,” Quentin smiled, but his gaze was somewhat grim.
Feeling Quentin’s threat, Riya hesitated for a moment. It seemed Quentin really didn’t want to be known.
She couldn’t afford to offend him.
“I guess I was wrong, I’m sorry,” Riya apologized.
“How could he possibly be that expert?” Ruben, seeing the goddess Riya showing such favor to this guy, felt even more jealous, “Maya, you must be mistaken.”
Riya ignored him.
“Mr. Rogers’s banquet is about to begin, I’ll go ahead,” Riya said lightly.
“Wait for me!” Ruben followed eagerly.
Quentin glanced at Riya as she left, then withdrew his gaze.
“Ladies and gentlemen, please escort the startled gentlemen and ladies to the reception hall to rest,” the principal took the stage to stabilize the situation.
Raphael Rogers once again retreated into the shadows.
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At this moment, in a luxurious room at Sloburg Kindergarten. This was where Raphael Rogers entertained his guests. Currently, Ruben, Riya, and others were waiting here, quietly awaiting Raphael Rogers’s arrival.
Soon, the solemn-faced Raphael Rogers strode in.
“Mr. Rogers!”
Ruben immediately rushed forward like an eager puppy, nodding and bowing to welcome him, pulling out a chair, “Please, have a seat, sir.”
Raphael Rogers nodded slightly.
To be honest, he wasn’t really in the mood for this banquet. If it weren’t for these guys jointly inviting him, he probably wouldn’t have come. But with so many people showing up, he couldn’t just brush them off.
“Please, everyone, sit down,” Raphael Rogers took his seat and said lightly, “Something just happened, and I don’t really have the appetite to eat.”
“Sloburg Kindergarten has always been strictly managed. Ordinary people can’t get in. I don’t know how these people managed to sneak in. We must investigate thoroughly.”
“Fortunately, there was an expert who intervened.”
He sighed with a hint of regret, “Unfortunately, I don’t know who that expert is. Otherwise, I would really like to thank him!”
Riya spoke up, “Mr. Rogers, do you really want to meet that expert?”
“Do you have a clue?” Raphael Rogers asked curiously.
“If I’m not mistaken, it should be that man next to us,” Riya said, “If possible, I can try to invite him over.”
Ruben was stunned, “Miss Shannon, how do you know it’s him?”
“It’s him,” Riya said firmly.
“Is it him?”
Ruben’s heart trembled.