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Chapter 765
“Blake, do you want to teach that kid a lesson?”
Magnus suddenly spoke up.
“Well, I’ve considered it, but bullying someone younger than us isn’t really the
high road, is it?”
Blake gritted his teeth.
Although he was ugly, he still held onto his pride.
With a stunning woman by the child’s side, how could he allow himself to
bully a child in her presence?
“There are numerous ways to impart a lesson. You’re not his father, so
resorting to physical discipline is out of the question. Nonetheless, teaching a
lesson doesn’t always mean spanking.”
“Oh, what do you have in mind? Are you suggesting a strategy?”
Blake’s yearning to impart a bit of discipline to Tommy was palpable.
His feelings toward Tommy weren’t rooted in dislike, but he refused to be a
pushover.
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Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThere was no reason to be a doormat and endure bullying without retaliation,
right?
“Give him a treat to eat.”
Magnus suddenly took out a strange little box.
At the sight of it, Blake was startled. “Magnus, have you lost your mind? This is
a witchcraft worm!”
“You do have an eye for things.”
Magnus smiled and explained, “This is the mind-controlling witchcraft worm
that I obtained after visiting an elder in the Mysticwood. It took quite a bit of
effort to get.”
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“I bet it wasn’t just effort, but also quite a bit of money. right?” Blake stared at
the box curiously and asked, “Mind-controlling witchcraft worm? What’s it
used for?”
He was a master arts expert in the inner martial world, but he didn’t have
much understanding of witchcraft worms. He only knew that these things
were real.
“I’ve heard it can control a person, and of course, it can also make them fall
ill,” Magnus explained while maintaining his smile.
“Control a person? Doesn’t that sound a bit too fantastical? If something like
that really existed, it’d be quite over the top.”
Blake waved his hand dismissively, and his skepticism was evident.
“Haha, I’m not entirely convinced either. So, why not give it a shot this time? If
it makes the kid sick and imparts a lesson to him, isn’t that a good thing?”
Observing Blake’s hesitation, Magnus deliberately began to tuck the box
away. “If you’re uninterested, then let’s forget it.”
“Who said I’m uninterested?”
Blake swiftly grabbed the box and immediately followed up with a question
as he asked, “Are you using a child as a test subject? Isn’t that too costly?”
Even a fool would know that these witchcraft worms must be quite valuable.
Magnus, renowned for his astuteness and intelligence, was unlikely to
engage in something so reckless.
Sure enough, Magnus’ smile turned deeper. “Of course, I have a clever
approach in mind, but I can’t reveal it just yet. Consider it a playfully
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmmischievous prank!”
“Haha, fine then!”
Blake thought that using this method to teach a little brat a lesson was quite
fitting.
After all, it was said that words could stir up trouble, and illness could enter
through the mouth. Allowing the child to fall ill once would likely discourage
him from making fun of others’ appearances in the future.
At this moment, Ryder and the rest paid no heed to the interaction between
Blake and Magnus. Father and son were engrossed in sharing a meal with
Tia.
Collectively, they found themselves hoping that she could become a part of
their family.
In truth, Tia harbored no romantic sentiments for Ryder, despite his valiant
rescue earlier in the day.
Nevertheless, most women tended to be emotional beings. Sensing the
genuine concern his family held for her, she knew that marrying Ryder would
likely mean she’d be cherished and cared for.
“Hehe, little brat!” Blake’s voice suddenly interjected, momentarily disrupting
the trio’s meal.
“What’s up? Mr. Ugly!”
Hey, Tommy, don’t call him that!”