A Bargain for Thirty Minutes
"How about this, grandpas? I'll give you this martial art, and you let me study for fifteen minutes. How much I can learn depends on my ability, okay?"
Julian D'Aurelius suddenly began bargaining with the two stubborn elders.
The quiet study room instantly fell silent.
Warm afternoon light filtered through the carved wooden windows, casting long golden shadows across the ancient bookshelves. Dust drifted lazily through the air, and the scent of old paper lingered heavily in the room.
The two elders stared at Julian.
One sat with his hands clasped behind his back while the other stroked his beard thoughtfully.
Neither spoke immediately.
Hearing Julian's proposal, the two old men exchanged a glance and thought it might not be impossible.
After all, the martial art Julian had brought out was no ordinary treasure.
Even they could see its value at a glance.
