Figuring that it was Regil, Yoze became cautious and wondered what Regil, an immortal cultivator, would be standing at his doorstep.
Still, Yoze stood up and went to open the door since he hadn't yet figured out if Regil was truly his father's friend or if he was a threat that he needed to get rid of. Until he figured that out he was going to act as if he didn't know he was an immortal cultivator and just a friendly old man.
"Hello?"
"Are you Yoze? My grandfather wanted me to meet you?"
When Yoze opened up the door he was surprised to see that standing in front of him wasn't a friendly-looking old man who always had a smile on his face but a beautiful young woman in her early 20s.
The young woman had vibrant short red hair and blood-red eyes. Her body was incredibly strong as her muscles were visible even though she was wearing a looser style dress. What made Yoze more impressed was the fact that he could smell the metallic scent of blood coming from her pours signaling that she was a Blood Master.
"I'm Yoze, but who are you?" Yoze frowned as he couldn't understand who this young woman could be.
What made him most suspicious of her was the fact she had the same type of spiritual energy that Regil Regil had. No, it was Regil's spiritual energy inside this girl's body.
Yoze briefly glanced at his father's room and noticed Regil's spiritual energy was gone leaving only River's, Timothy's, Tiki's, Dreyer's, Jewel's, and his father's spiritual energies inside the room. What made him even more suspicious was the fact that he could still hear from the door the faint sound of Regil speaking to his father.
"Pardon me, I'm Winter Regil the granddaughter of Regil Regil the old man that your father has made friends with."
"I came to visit my grandfather after learning that he had come to this inn to meet up with your father. But he told me I should meet you and ask you for some advice since he said we had a lot in common."
"Seeing you in the flesh certainly is very impressive. You are like a solid wall of muscle that couldn't be taken down even with the attack of an army. Personally, that is exactly what I would like to become myself but I have trouble building muscles so if you have any advice I would really appreciate it." The young woman, who calls herself Winter, eyes glowed with passion as she reached out to grab Yoze's arm to feel his powerful muscles.
Yoze could have dodged the young woman's grab but since he didn't feel any danger or ill intent coming from her he decided to allow it. And he had the sneaking suspicion that this young woman might be Regil in disguise since he had a hard time believing that two people could have the same spiritual energy.
It also didn't help the young woman's case at all when she glanced at his father's door as if trying to hint that Regil was still inside. Instead, it only raised his suspicion that the young woman standing in front of him was Regil.
"Incredible, your muscles are perfect. Their volume, strength, weight, presence, and appearance are the best I have ever seen in my life. I have to ask you for your secrets. I need to know how I can become like you." Winter looked at Yoze as if she was meeting her idol.
Her hands didn't stop groping Yoze's arms but moved to touch his face, chest, stomach, legs, and she even asked if he could turn around so she could touch his back muscles. If it was a body part that had muscles she wanted to touch it and examine it as if she was a crazy muscle enthusiast.
"Winter it is not that I don't believe you. It's just that I still can't confirm if you are Grandpa Regil's granddaughter since he never mentioned that he had one. "
Being drawn out of her examination, Winter looked as if she was devastated that she couldn't touch Yoze's muscles. She even had a glare in her eyes that she resented the fact he wouldn't let her touch his muscles.
"I truly am his granddaughter but if you insist we can just go ask him. If he confirms that I'm his granddaughter can you let me touch your muscles some more?" Winter sighed to herself before walking to Yoze's father's door without waiting for his answer.
"Knock Knock"
It didn't take long for Dreyer to open the door and show some surprise at Winter before looking at Yoze standing at his door.
"Yoze, I guess you met Grandpa Regil's granddaughter already?"
"Yeah, but is she his granddaughter? I didn't hear anything about Grandpa Regil having a granddaughter," Yoze asked Dreyer.
"Yeah, it surprised me too when she visited today but it seems that she doesn't live in the city which is why he doesn't mention her all the time," Dreyer answered.
"See, I'm his granddaughter. So can you let me touch your muscles now?" Winter sighed with relief and turned back to Yoze with sparkling eyes.
"No, I'm still training my martial arts so I'm going to have to focus on that." Yoze directly rejected Winter.
"Martial arts? I'm a Blood Master myself so we can exchange some insights with each other." Winter's face became disappointed at his rejection before turning her attention to the fact that Yoze was going to practice martial arts.
"Okay, follow me inside. I'm currently a first-rate martial artist and trying to become a Blood Master so your advice will be very helpful." Seeing that Winter wanted to give him some advice, Yoze decided to invite her in.
"Hold on, you are still only a first-rate martial artist? Looking at you and how much pressure you're giving me I thought you would be a Blood Master." Winter looked at Yoze with genuine looks of surprise when he mentioned his rank as a martial artist.
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