Chapter 727


    Chapter 727


    Conrad answered coldly, “They’re just spoiled brats from rich familles. They have nothing better to do.”


    “How is it fun wasting their time like that?” Fia sighed.


    Conrad rubbed her head gently. “To them, it’s enjoying life, not wasting time.”


    “I guess you’re right. It’s up to themselves to decide whether they’re happy or not.” Fia agreed and


    looked to the sky.


    Perhaps, due to these people being born Into rich families, they could afford to waste away their lives


    for fun. It must be nice to not have gone through much hardship in life.


    “Hey, look! It’s Mr. Maxwell! Hey, Mr. Maxwell! How are you?” The participants of the shooting game


    saw Conrad and approached them.


    “Mr. Maxwell, you’re here for a vacation too?”


    “You idiot! Mr. Maxwell is known to be a workaholic. There’s no way he’s got time for vacation!”


    “And who may this be…” They saw Fia, who was standing next to Conrad.


    Conrad hugged her shoulder and pulled her toward him. “She’s my wife.”


    “Ah, no wonder she looked familiar!”


    “Indeed! I remember her! She and Mr. Maxwell were on the local news a while ago!”


    Fia lit up a friendly smile at them.


    Then, they excitedly spoke to Conrad. “Mr. Maxwell, since it’s a rare asion, wanna y together?”


    “I’ve heard that Mr. Maxwell is a sharpshooter. Please, you must show us how it’s done!”


    At first, Conrad wanted to decline. However, the woman standing next to him raised her head and


    stared at him. She asked, “You know how to shoot arrows?”


    Conrad nodded. “I know a few tricks.”


    Fia pulled him toward the archery range. “Then, let’s go.” She wanted to show these brats just how


    great her husband was! She knew Conrad very well. If he was being humble about something, then he


    was actually really good at it. Winning against these plebeians was a piece of cake!


    When they arrived, a young man brought Conrad a bow. Conrad took a look at Fia and sighed. It could


    not be helped. He supposed he could show off a little for the sake of his wife.


    Fia handed him an arrow. She gazed at him with her starry eyes and raised a fist in the air. “Go get’em,


    honey!”


    “Okay.”


    Fia took a few steps back while the others locked their eyes onto Conrad. In a quick sequence, Conrad


    pulled the bow, aimed, and released! Everyone cheered at how masterfully he handled the bow!


    Then, they directed their eyes at the target board. It was a bull’s eye! The young men cheered happily!


    “Holy sh*t! You are indeed a sharpshooter!”


    “Impressive! This is so impressive!”


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    “Sir, you’re so good with a bow! I’m so moved by your skills!


    A frown curved on his face. He never liked situations like this. He turned and returned the bow before


    taking ’s hand to escort her away from the range. The young men, however, followed them from


    behind.


    “Mr. Maxwell, don’t go!”


    “Come on, let’s y more!”


    “Master! Please show us the ropes, Master Maxwell!”


    Conrad frowned as he gripped Fia’s hand. “What a noisy bunch!”


    On the other hand, Fia’s eyes glittered with adtion. She asked, “You’re so great just now! You didn’t


    even pull the string much. And yet, you could still hit the target!”


    Conrad’s face rxed after hearing her praise. He smiled and said, “It’s just something I’ve learned


    from training.”


    “From that Hellish Training Camp?”


    “Yes.”


    Fia hugged his arm, nudging her head on it, feeling sorry for him. “Grandpa was so mean. How can he


    send you there to get tortured like that?”


    “He did that for my own good,” Conrad replied, feeling genuinely grateful for his strict upbringing. If he


    had not been sent to the training camp, he would have had to face his mother all day at Maxwell’s


    family. residence. And if that ever was the case, he would have turned out to be as heartless as his


    mother.