Capítulo 257: The End Result of Spar

"Huh?" The soldier, though not lacking in wit, carefully scanned his surroundings before considering Desmond's offer. His eyes darted around, searching for any signs of suspicion, but found nothing amiss. Yet, he maintained a piercing gaze upon Desmond, silently studying him for a couple of minutes. "Young master, please cease this jesting. Pray, enlighten me as to your true purpose in venturing into this domain."

Despite the soldier's confident tone, his suspicion remained unsubstantiated, lacking tangible evidence.

As anticipated, Desmond toyed with his act, tilting his head to the side while continuing his charade. "Uncle, what do you mean? I merely invited you to engage in a friendly sparring match. Should you lack the confidence, kindly decline my proposition." His words dripped with mockeries, further fueling the soldier's ire.