Stealing Fire

"Karin, don't be angry. My little brother has been like this since he was young." Beitansi hurriedly tried to smooth things over.

He had originally planned to put on the airs of an older brother in front of the girl he liked, but he had been bullied by his younger brother ever since childhood. The accumulated intimidation ran deep. He had only just managed to gather a little courage when one look at Lin Sheng's expression made him instantly lose his nerve again.

"Yeah, yeah. Mafaria has had that temper since he was little. Don't be angry, Karin," Xia Wei'er quickly added.

"I'm guessing Mafaria will take the advancement exams, then join the army and enlist?" Wense guessed with a smile.

The bloodline of the Dark Demon Refiner made his blood boil more intensely the more attention he paid to Lin Sheng.

This was the opponent he had dreamed of! Spending every day hanging around these little brats was simply a waste of time.

After chatting for a while, the children soon turned the topic back to the theme of today's tea party: the glorious achievements of its host, Great Knight Serra.

Then, their hormones promptly got the better of them, and they cleared a space to test their fists and feet against one another.

Normally, none of them would concede to anyone else. With beautiful girls watching today, the boys' competitive spirits flared up at once, and all of them wanted to show off.

Bored, Lin Sheng walked to the side and watched several boys begin sparring with impressive-looking motions.

The guards nearby kept a tense watch, afraid that someone might get hurt.

The children fought for a while, but their movements were limp and powerless, without the slightest bit of presence. It was nothing more than playing house.