Chapter 145
If it were not for Kayson, Hendrick would have been harmed the last time in Primrose Deck. The best
they had back then was Captain Raymond Campell, but he was not Kayson‘s opponent,
Raymond was also around this time, but the main duty fell on Kayson now. Michael took Kayson to a
heavily guarded porch.
“Dad! Kayson‘s here!” “Oh? That‘s wonderful!” Hendrick‘s voice rang.
Kayson stepped into the living room and was greeted by Hendrick, Layla, and Raymond. There was also
a young woman who looked quite like Layla.
“Mr. Whitman Sr.,” Kayson greeted.
“Kayson, come, let me introduce you to someone! This is my granddaughter, Noella Whitman.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Grandpa, this is the Kayson Yarde you‘ve been talking to me about?” Noella checked Kayson out. She
thought that he was some elusive master, but he was only a man slightly older than her. She doubted
whether he could be better than Raymond with his size.
“Hi,” Kayson greeted Noella. “Thank you for saving my grandfather the last time.” Noella extended her
hand for a handshake openly without showing the character of a spoiled heiress.
There was a pause before Kayson shook her hand gently. He could not help marveling at how soft
Noella‘s hand was, as if she had no bone.
“But I don‘t think you‘ll be needed tonight. I heard that someone is targeting my grandfather, so I asked
my senior to get an old master here.”
Michael was surprised. “Really? Who did you get? Why didn‘t you inform me?” Hendrick chuckled.
“Noella‘s a big girl now. She actually knows the Killicks‘ heir from Skyspring. “She‘s gotten help from the
Killicks this time, and they sent a master.” Michael was astonished. The Killicks from Skyspring? Was his
daughter this resourceful? “He‘s nice. He offered to help, seeing that I was worried about Grandpa.”
Noella seemed to have only gotten into university as she still had an innocent and naive air around her.
Hendrick chuckled. “The master is quite famous in Skyriv. You know him too.”
“Oh?” Michael looked curious.
“It‘s Keagan Yale, the one people call the Ironhand.”
Michael widened his eyes. “It‘s Master Yale!?”
While he exclaimed, an old man no more than 1.65 meters tall walked in with his hands behind him.
“Master Yale.” Hendrick got up to greet him courteously.
“No need to be polite, Mr. Whitman Sr.” Keagan smiled with the loftiness of a master. “Nice to meet you,
Master Yale!” Michael bowed. A master ought to receive the highest greeting wherever they were. “Same
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmto you, Mr. Whitman.” Keagan was not an arrogant man. He knew Michael was still in charge, and
chances were abundant for him to rise to Skyspring. There was no harm in being acquainted and on
friendly terms with someone like him. Michael thought to get Kayson acquainted with Keagan, so he
introduced them, “Master Yale, this is a junior of mine, Kayson Yarde. He‘s also incredibly skilled.” “Oh?”
It was only then Keagan scanned Kayson. He had not minded the latter too much since he did not feel
any strong presence from him. Raymond spoke up. “Master Yale, Mr. Yarde is much better than me. I‘m
not his opponent.” “Is it?” Keagan smiled. “He‘s got a good base, but it‘s unfortunate that I don‘t accept
mentees anymore, or I could‘ve taken him back for some training.” Noella quipped, “You‘re a master,
though. You can‘t just simply take in mentees!” Hendrick chortled. “Kayson, thank you so much for
coming tonight, but I don‘t think I’ll encounter much danger with Master Yale here.” “It‘s fine. Kayson can
watch what a master‘s like. It‘s a good experience for him too,” said Michael.
“That‘s right. Others wouldn‘t even have the chance to watch a master in action!” Noella puffed her chest
in pride. This was a master she had gotten through her own connections!