My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calicraft) novel Chapter 1921

The old man did not manage to dodge in time. He landed straight on the dagger, which pierced his throat and had him convulsing as he landed on the ground.

It was then that Sven realized something was off about the old man. After all, if they had gotten impaled, they would not be convulsing or twitching this much after that. Somehow, he mustered up the courage to walk closer to him to find out what was happening.

No one expected the old man to bite Sven while he was not paying attention.

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“Oof… Ouch…”

Josef lay sprawled out on the ground in the Melton family’s back garden.

Though they called it a back garden, all the land within a hundred-mile radius of the Melton family's mansion actually belonged to them. The Melton family had bought all the forest land, especially for their youngest son, Clint, so that he could practice his cultivation in peace.

“Good job, Clint. You’ve made incredible progress.

Clint walked over to Oswald and pulled him to his feet.

“Are you okay? Did you get hurt?”

“No, but I think it’ll be somewhat difficult for you to master new skills given your current skill level…”

“Indeed.” Clint sighed, an odd look on his face as he gazed at the pendant he was holding. “This is all that there is for me to learn. I’ve already done my best, though. What can I do…”

The Melton family placed a lot of value on passing down the legacy through legitimate means. Clint was not allowed to learn any 'corrupt' methods or from anyone other than his usual mentors.

Although only practicing one singular skill still brought about results, it also meant that his knowledge would be confined to that one skill. Once he was fully accustomed to things, it would be difficult for him to achieve any more breakthroughs.

“It’s my fault. I’m not capable enough to inspire anything more within you. Sorry about that,” Oswald said as he lowered his head with a disappointed look on his face.

“Oswald, is there anyone in your circle who’s particularly talented?” Clint asked abruptly.

“Well… Those in my circle have achieved just about similar skill levels to me. The same can be said about those in the Unyielding Truth. You—”

“Kilmort Star.”

Clint chimed in abruptly.

Ever since the last incident, Clint had taken an interest in Zaafea. Upon learning of his identity, he wanted even more to fight him once again.

“Oh, him? You should forget about him.”