At the same time, Alexander grabbed his coat and strode out of the Psychic Building.
Henry followed him, "You're incredible. I'm so glad that I entrusted the Blizzard Martial Arts to you. My grandson has a great talent, and he wants to meet you. Do you have time?"
Just after a big battle, Alexander felt very weak. He opened his mouth to say something, but his body suddenly staggered and almost fell over.
The coagulated blood lodged in his throat, which he forced down.
Henry was shocked, "Are you hurt?"
Alexander shook his head, "It's nothing serious. I'm a bit tired today. You go home first, and when there's a chance, I will personally instruct your grandson."
"Alright, I'll thank you on behalf of my grandson!" Henry left with a smile on his face.
Alexander was walking home alone. He took out his phone and first called Sophia, but it kept saying the call couldn't be connected. Then he called Isabella, but her phone was also unanswered.
