Thomas Lin kept his lips tightly shut. He didn't even want to open the door, because as soon as he opened the door he would see the person outside. He would be unhappy, very unhappy.
Evelyn Lin smiled and touched his head: "He is the King of Chen, he is very powerful, don't you want to learn martial arts? I will go and ask him to find a master to teach you in a few days. When you are powerful enough, you can protect me."
Thomas Lin's mouth relaxed slightly. He liked practicing martial arts and wanted to be a hero in the future, robbing the rich and helping the poor and becoming famous throughout the world. Compared with martial arts, his father cared more about his literary studies, as children did not like sitting on a chair and reading.
"Okay, stop losing your temper. My body hurts and I can't hold on any longer. You should comfort your mother in the next two days and don't let her think too much." When Jing Lan was mentioned, Thomas Lin's last line of defense was broken, and he hummed as a compromise.
"My mother asked me to come over for lunch at noon, so I'll leave now. I'll come to see you when I have time." Thomas Lin felt uncomfortable because he felt that his beloved treasure was taken away by someone else.
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