"Oh, you don't have to worry about that.' Sabrina smiled, making even Kim reel from how beautiful she was.
"No man will be able to withstand the temptation of a beautiful woman. I'll get it done for sure." Kim nodded, still in a daze. "I believe in your charms for sure, but please be careful. He is the governor after all, and you might get into trouble if something happens." "It seems like you still don't trust me," said Sabrina.
Kim said, "No, of course not. I heard that you were born with an innate and impeccable charm, and all the rumors were definitely true. Even I find myself swooning at your beauty." "You're too kind," Sabrina said, smiling again. Kim's chest lurched along with the gesture.
A while later, Kim frowned. "You don't have to use your charms on me. Get the task done and do it well. As long as we have Orin Campbell, we'll be able to get out of the mess we're in." "Of course. Please arrange for the meeting as soon as possible." Sabrina got up upon speaking and left.
Kim leaned back in her chair, staring at Sabrina's back and muttering to herself, "She is something else, isn't she? Is it going to work, though?" Wilbur had been rather free in the past few days, with nothing major to do.
Aside from cultivating, he would head to the spirit garden and check on the spirit plants, doing a bit of gardening here and there. If he was in the mood, he would gather the nearest disciples to him and teach them a move or two from his Godly Training Form. The Godly Training Form was a set of a few dozen moves that could be combined endlessly to make one a powerful fighter. Even Wilbur himself had only understood a small part of it to this day.
Throughout his cultivation process Wilbur realized increasingly about just how mysterious and brilliant the Godly Training Form was, leaving him in awe and confusion. S As for his disciples, it was up to them to learn however much they could.
Either way, they would never outperform Wilbur himself.
The Godly Training Form definitely shared straits with the ancient dragon clan, and every one of the moves was almost impossible for a human being to carry out. It was only because Wilbur had sof the ancient dragon clan's genes in his that he was barely able to cultivate it.
Despite this, the disciples could hardly contain their excitement upon learning even the simplest of skills.
Another two days passed. Wilbur and Faye finally had the tto go on a walk along the island.
Halfway into their walk, Faron could be seen making his way over in a forlorn state.
"What's up? Did Elsa beat you up again?" Wilbur teased.
Faron sighed audibly, frowning as he replied, "No." "Well, what's the matter with you, then? You look like someone killed your entire family," Wilbur said, glaring at him.
He had finally found the tto go on a walk with Faye, only to be disrupted by this idiot.
Faron let out a sigh. "It's my dad. He got into an argument with my mom." "What? Really? Them?" Wilbur was rather Nocked, seeing as Orin h ably more than sue Papet age to be having these disputes. Faron frowned. "My mom said there's been something off about my dad. Said he smells like another woman." Wilbur and Faye flushed at the words.
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