Having a powerful lord as a father figure, what's wrong with just wanting to draw cards?

Altaïr's eyes widened, and upon closer inspection, he realized that Domi had actually thrown away the dagger; he was truly fighting empty-handed!

However, he is equally skilled in close-quarters combat!

He held back a little, leaned to the side, and tried to use the forward thrust of his knee to knock Domi out of close range.

In fact, he had a better option, such as letting Domi punch him, and then Strongman Lock Man would follow up with Strongman Skull Crack, causing Domi to die on the spot, while he himself would only take one punch.

Blood earned!

But he couldn't do that after all.

In his eyes, having such courage, Domi has already gained enough today.

"Almost..."

Just as he was about to call a halt and end today's training, he swallowed back the words he was about to say.

Domi seemed to have anticipated this situation, or perhaps he simply dodged the side impact with pure reflexes, and leaped into the air!

Pressing his knees down with both hands, and using that as leverage, I delivered a powerful mid-air whip kick that lashed out like a spear toward Altaïr's head!

The Altaïr people were shocked and asked the same question again: Is this really a seven-year-old kid?!

Left with no other choice, he had to unleash some of his strength and forcefully raise his arm to defend himself.

boom! !

The force was so great that it even created a 'dust wave'!

Chapter 36, Section 35: The First Position on the Right Hand

Although the kick did not cause any real injury to Arter, it was enough to warrant ending training early.

Altaïr scratched his head. He looked at the child standing in front of him, who wasn't even a teenager, and found him strange and couldn't understand him no matter how he looked at him.

"Maybe... that's what a naturally gifted player is like," he consoled himself.

"Cough cough."

He cleared his throat and said, "For a piece of trash, you've done a good job. Keep it up. Tomorrow, wait for me at the same time and place. Don't forget, and don't come looking for me on your own, understand?"

Only now does Domi have the right to speak.

"understood."

Altaïr ultimately kept his promise and released Domi.

In fact, this is the only promise he has kept since training began, which truly moved Domi deeply.

Back home, Domi first went to his room and took off his training clothes in the bathroom.

During intense training, a large amount of sweat is produced all over the body. These secretions have nowhere to go under the tight-fitting clothes and eventually settle inside the clothes.

So much so that as soon as he took it off, the sour and stinky smell hit you.

"Hey~"

That tangy, spicy kick is what makes it truly invigorating!

He took his change of clothes to the bathhouse, and as he passed the full-length mirror with its gold trim, he suddenly stopped, turned to look at himself in the mirror, and opened his mouth in surprise.

In the mirror, he had actually grown muscles!

It's not the kind of muscular physique like Schwarzenegger's, but rather a more defined and less exaggerated physique.

Their presence instantly made Domi's physique fuller, with the initial outline of a nine-pack, right-angled shoulders, and slightly raised trapezius and latissimus dorsi muscles, making him look slim in clothes and muscular when undressed!

He bent his arm, making his biceps bulge, and even reached out to pinch them...

That's really tough!

It's the real deal!

"Could the results of training in the Realm of Insight carry over into reality?"

He quickly dismissed the conjecture, because if the soul entered the realm of enlightenment while the body remained outside, the only possibility was the bonus from upgrading the [Shadow Flow Movement Technique].

Thinking about it this way, he felt even more that the 140,000 yuan was well spent!

I had a relaxing bath in the tub and felt completely refreshed.

Dry your wet long hair, tie it into a high ponytail and secure it with a blue hairband. Before going out, change into a clean black shirt and gray trousers.

He was already very handsome, with a natural good looks. When he gained weight, he gained even more confidence and an aura of power.

Even among a group of children of the same age, they would stand out like cranes among chickens.

"I wonder how Kelsey and Catherine will react."

He was inexplicably excited and couldn't wait to see them.

On the way to the restaurant, he even hummed a folk song from his hometown:

Summer is gone, and winter is here again! July 11th, warm cup, chocolate!

"The second hand is ticking, DIDIDA~"

"Small hour difference, DIDIDA"

"My morning tea, bathed in moonlight, falls upon your hair."

"..."

He sang the original song, but every note was off-key... Anyway, he's in a pretty good mood right now, and he'll probably be able to eat three or four more bowls of rice tonight.

He rested his hands behind his head and continued walking down the corridor with a nonchalant air when suddenly, a voice he had been longing to hear rang out in front of him:

"Yay, Domi! I've finally found you!"

Upon hearing the sound, Domi immediately returned to his normal posture.

"Kelsey?! What's wrong? Why are you in such a hurry?"

She did seem a little flustered, probably too busy to observe Domi's changes, but that's alright, there'll be plenty of time after nightfall and into bed.

"Go to the main hall quickly, the master and mistress, Edward, and young master Argyle are all there, waiting for you!"

"Wait, wait, wait! What happened? Didn't they tell you?"

Kelsey shook her head: "The head maid found me and told me to bring you back right away. I don't know what happened."

"Alright, let's head over there right away."

Domi quickened his pace, sensing that something earth-shattering was about to happen.

When he arrived at one of the doors in the main hall, he saw that a number of maids had already gathered there, all hiding behind the wall and waiting to watch the drama unfold.

Domi couldn't help but chuckle. In other noble households, what maid would dare to be so gossipy? Anyone who did would be hung up and displayed the next day.

To prevent them from hearing things they shouldn't hear, he should be the one to dismiss them.

"What are the sisters doing gathered here?"

Upon seeing that it was Domi, the maids instantly lined up neatly, but remained silent.

"If there's nothing else, let's call it a day. If my father finds out, we'll all suffer."

This also gave them a way out, a relatively gentle way of dismissing them.

In fact, Carlos, who was in the lobby, had already sensed that the maids were eavesdropping behind the door. He was originally supposed to be the one to come forward, but since Domi hadn't arrived yet, he wanted to see how Domi would handle the situation.

Judging from the results, it's not bad. At least they weren't arrogant and domineering, which is enough.

Upon entering the lobby and arriving at the sofa area, his two older brothers sat side by side, while Carlos and Grace each sat on a single sofa.

"Domi, come here."

Argyle beckoned to Domi, who didn't stand on ceremony and plopped down next to Argyle, not forgetting to inquire about the situation:

"Big brother, what happened?"

Argyle glanced at Carlos, then whispered to Domi, "Father said he wanted to tell us something, including Mother, but I think Mother probably already knew. She just came to see our reaction."

"Domi, no matter what you hear next, don't show any expression that makes your mother uncomfortable, okay?"

Domi gave Argyle a deep look, feeling that he must have noticed something from some everyday details, but he wasn't sure yet, which was why he said that.

Domi nodded cryptically, joining his elder brother's united front.

He looked around again. Besides his own family, there were also Catherine, the head guard Osmond, a man with his face covered by a sack, but Domi immediately recognized the man as Altaïr's adjutant Locke, and an ordinary maid who was usually quite honest and well-behaved.

Everyone remained silent, but waited patiently.

At this moment, Carlos finally spoke up: "Now that everyone is here, let me get straight to the point."

"Isn't everyone curious about who the first seat on my right has been reserved for...?"

He paused for a moment, then continued:

"Actually, that position was reserved for my other wife."

Domi's expression froze instantly, but remembering Argyle's instructions, he forced himself to remain calm, though his heart was in turmoil.

What the hell is this other wife? Is she practicing polygamy?

Wait a minute, it doesn't seem like it's impossible here, especially for nobles...

Looking at the reactions of those around me, it didn't seem like they were very upset.

Okay, then it's fine.

If no one else cares, why should a child like him be worried?

Chapter 37, Section 36: The Joy of Getting a Little Sister

Domi breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at Grace's reaction, only to see that his rightful mother was expressionless.

The truth may be as Argyle said: Carlos must have told Greta beforehand before confessing to everyone, and the fact that he can say it here now must mean that Greta had consented.

As for why they agreed, only they themselves probably know.