“Fred, Mr. Chance has long been an Internal Energy Grandmaster. I'm totally not his match...” Jesse said softly to avoid being heard by Jared, who was staying next door.
“Grandmaster, my *ss! Do you really think that it's so easy to achieve that? You've been fooled without you knowing it. That brat tricked you into believing his words because he wanted to be the champion so badly,” Fred refuted.
“It's true, Fred. Mr. Chance...” “That’s enough! Get out now. I want to get some rest,” Lionel barked before Jesse could finish his sentence.
Smiling, Jared stood by the window and looked out at the hustle and bustle of the busy streets. Many fighters with internal energy are hidden in the midst of this normal-looking crowd. Tayhaven Town is seemingly the only place housing the highest number of internal energy fighters across Jazona and Nuthana.
When night fell, Jesse knocked at Jared's door and invited him for dinner.
The restaurant was fully packed with no extra private lounge to book. They considered themselves blessed for being able to pick a table at a far corner while many were still queuing up for a seat.
Jesse was busy getting cutleries for Jared, Lionel, Landon and Fred. Then, he placed orders for them and even personally served the dishes because the waiters had their hands full during the peak hour.
Jared remained seated the whole time, and his lack of initiative to help greatly displeased Jesse's mentor and his two seniors.
“Sit down, Jesse! You're not a waiter,” Fred uttered through gritted teeth.
“It's okay, Fred. I'll be back in a jiffy.” Saying so, Jesse took some napkins and placed them in front of Jared. “Mr. Chance, here's yours.”
The latter nodded. “Don't worry about it. Have a seat, the food is coming soon.”
Jesse sat down beside him. When all the dishes were served, the group started digging in.
There were a lot of martial artists in the restaurant, so it was natural for the atmosphere to be loud and noisy.
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