Revenge is Best Served… After Reborn

Seeing this, Harold immediately had the bouncers at the door block Adler's way.

But those bouncers were no match for Adler, who knocked them to the ground in just a few moves.

Watching Adler's retreating back, Harold stood frozen in place, stunned.

So... when exactly had he become so formidable?

Adler quickly left the hospital. Harold's men at the door tried to stop Adler, but they didn't anticipate his unrelenting speed. With a casual punch, the man coming face-to-face with him fell to the ground. Ten men at the door, and not one could stand up to Adler.

In less than thirty seconds, Adler got into his car and sped off towards the valley.

Driving, Adler's mind was flooded with memories of his childhood.

"Lift your leg! Clench your fist! Hit me!"

Lennon's stern voice kept piercing his ears.

Faced with the punching bag, Jenna always gave it her all, striving to do her best.

His gaze would always follow Jenna, while he himself half-heartedly lifted his leg, having no real desire to learn these so-called self-defense techniques.

"Adler! You again, lad?"

Lennon raised his cane and struck his arm, angrily saying, "If you don't want to learn properly, then get out of here!"

Back then, he had no interest in learning, nor did he care for it. In fact, he had already mastered these skills.

Though only eight, his exceptional physical abilities had landed him in a special training class for two months.

In those two months, his outstanding talent made him unbeatable in the junior division.

He had always thought fighting was a boring and time-wasting affair.

Because no one could match him.

He couldn't understand why girls would like to fight.

So, the moment he saw Jenna, he was drawn to her.

Back then, he had purposely whined to Lennon, "Grandpa, this is too hard! I can't learn it!"

Finally, Jenna's gaze fell on him, although just for a moment, his eyes sparkled.

Jenna didn't like getting close to people. Since her arrival at the

Costello family, this was the fin

time she had taken such an initiative to look at him.

Before he could rejoice, Lennon's stick landed on his backside again, "Are you going to learn or not! Stop playing the fool! Let's see how I teach you!"

"I'll learn! I'll learn! Grandpa, please don't hit me!"

The scene shifted, and he stood, covered in mud, in Lennon's study.

Lennon, sitting in front of his desk, looked at him seriously, "Don't think a bit of cleverness can last forever, nor waste your great talent.

Self-defense is for protecting

yourselves, and for when younet

up, to have the ability to protect those you want to protect You

might not understand now, but you

will in the future."

...

Adler's thoughts gradually returned to the present.

The principles he hadn't understood before, he now did.

In the past, fighting and brawling seemed no different from children's fights to him.

It was because Jenna liked it, that he put more effort into learning.

He knew Jenna was a strong woman, never bowing to men, so he simply played the weakling by her side.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

He had planned to let Jenna be her strong self forever, while he would just happily take care of the home. But now...