Chapter 117

Donald laughed, "Haha! How typical, young 'uns getting acquainted with the way of the fist." Vicky certainly did not believe that it was just a friendly spar, though she had no reason to get hostile when Frank and Yara were just fine. "Anyway, we shall be leaving," she said. "Thank you for your hospitality, Mr. Salazar." Donald nodded. "Do think about my proposal, Ms. Turnbull. I'll be waiting." "I certainly will," Vicky said and left with Yara and Frank, her expression already cool. Donald watched as they left before his eyes narrowed. "Mr. White, how did those two fare?" he asked. "Bleurgh!" Jaud suddenly coughed out a mouthful of blood just as he was about to speak, leaving Donald, Marco, and Polo utterly shocked! "Mr. White!" "What happened there?" Donald quickly asked. "The kid's not your typical martial artist," Jaud growled through his teeth. "We were wrestling with our vigors, but that kid left me coughing blood." Donald was left gaping. "What?! Are you saying he'