Five Minutes of Understanding
"All done."
After feeling the two techniques, Julian D'Aurelius closed the manuals with satisfaction.
The final traces of comprehension settled within his mind like calm water returning to stillness after a ripple.
Dragon's Tempest Step.
Triple Petal Shelter.
Both techniques had already become part of him.
Not merely memorized.
Not merely understood.
Perfectly mastered.
A faint smile appeared on his handsome face.
His black hair shifted slightly as he stood up from the chair.
The room remained strangely quiet.
The two Tyson Family elders continued staring at him.
Their expressions became increasingly complicated.
"That's it?"
The Tyson Family members looked at him with strange expressions.
Their eyes carried a hint of disdain.
One elder couldn't help narrowing his eyes.
The other folded his arms and snorted softly.
This kid clearly hadn't learned anything, yet he was putting on a pretentious act here.
