453. Father

In the dim light, the noise of chatter and the smell of sharp alcohol filled the air.

A middle-aged man lay in the center of a spacious sofa in a semi-open compartment.

The man had a face that was both handsome and full of vicissitudes, which was now buried between two young and beautiful ladies.

The man raised his head and stretched out his arms, embracing both women.

"Mr. Lance, you're so strong."

The woman on his left said, showing dependence and admiration.

Lance said:

"Don't think that I'm old, I still exercise every day. You don't know, just a few days ago, I had a sparring session with a young member of the Pure White Knight Order.

"At first, he took advantage of his young reflexes to catch me off guard, but in just under five moves, I adapted to his speed and finally defeated him with my abundant stamina and superior swordsmanship.

"If you were there, you wouldn't believe what you saw. Our battle lasted a whole eight minutes."