Chapter 1565


    As Kingpin had once been, the henchmen were now all terrified out of their wits.


    Even now, they could not urately remember what had actually happened. A tiger—an image of a


    tiger had appeared above the crazy ba****d’s head. And that image of the tiger had then injured them


    all with one swipe of its ws, far more dangerous than any real tiger.


    There was no way it could have happened unless... unless they had stumbled across a King ss


    warrior, just like in the legends. But... it was impossible. No King ss warrior would bother to visit their


    unimportant little base. It was so unimportant that it would barely disy as a blip on any map.


    Sesame Cookie, who was blissfully oblivious to the existence of the King ss warriors, continued to


    firmly believe in his theory that Zeke was a God who had descended from Heaven.


    Finished with this ce, Zeke nodded at Sesame Cookie curtly. “Come on, let’s head to the next


    ce.”


    “On it,” Sesame Cookie agreed hastily.


    After leaving the Mount Ymir Sect, Sesame Cookie indeed brought Zeke to track down the other two


    sects who had been following Missy’s movementsst night.


    It was none other than the Twin Sect and the Beasts Sect. Zeke had proceeded to ughter every


    single man who had followed Missyst night, down to thest person.


    As he travelled between the sects, Zeke had discovered what seemed like a suspicious plot in the


    works.


    The names of the Four Hidden Sects and the Four Great Martial Houses shared too many simrities


    to be a sheer coincidence. Their names were all seemingly connected.


    The Carter sect lived on Mount Final, whereas the Ancient Tomb Sect could also trace their origins to


    Mount Final.


    As far as Zeke knew, the Fields sect secluded themselves on the peak of Mount Ymir. And yet, as their


    names suggested, the Mount Ymir Sect originated from Mount Ymir.


    Next was the famed Killingsworth sect who lived in the Twin Peaks, the very mountains which had also


    given rise to the Great Martial House of the Twin Sect.


    And how could he forget the Drake sect who lived on Mount Fang? The Beasts Sect were also a


    famous Martial House who had originated from Mount Fang.


    Even a fool would be hard-pressed to not find any connection between the Four Hidden Sects and the


    Four Great Martial Houses.


    “So, the legend of the Four Hidden Sects secluding themselves from the world to hide on their


    mountains is nothing but a lie,” Zeke mused. “The Four Great Martial Houses must be their puppets.


    Everything that the Four Hidden Sects needed doing in the outside world would be done through them.


    Well, well, well, none of them are going to escape this time.”


    Once again, Zeke notified Hunting Wolf to begin his cleanup operations before bringing Sesame


    Cookie to rendezvous with Mr. Collins.


    Unexpectedly, he walked in on Mr. Collins coaching Missy in stance training.


    The old man was teaching Missy the horse stance. Despite her small age, Missy was doing well. She


    held her stance steadily, her form looking perfect.


    But her face showed the strain of her exertion. Sweat dripped down her red cheeks, but she did not


    make a single sound ofint, only gritting her teeth and looking adorably focused.


    Upon seeing Zeke’s return, Mr. Collins hurriedly ran over to meet him, and in a shocking gesture, he


    knelt before Zeke.


    “Great Marshal,” he said sincerely. “I have but one bold request to make. I hope you will consider it.”


    Zeke nodded. “Let’s hear it.”


    Mr. Collins said, “I’d like to take Missy as my apprentice and teach her everything I have ever learned in


    my life.”


    Zekeughed and gently helped Mr. Collins up. “Why the sudden suggestion, Mr. Collins?”


    “I tested Missy on her martial arts ability just now,” Mr. Collins began slowly. “From every single aspect,


    including speed, dexterity or power, Missy far exceeds anyone of her same age group by at least ten


    times. She’s been holding the horse stance for one and a half hours now. I haven’t even heard her


    comin once. Honestly, her stamina is beyond what most adults even have. I also need to mention


    that she’s as smart as a whip, our Missy. She picked up everything I taught her easily after I exined


    it a bit.”


    Mr. Collins shook his head and smiled. “She’s a one in a thousand—no, a one in a million martial arts


    prodigy, Zeke. If she doesn’t learn the arts, Eurasia will mourn the loss of such a talented warrior.”


    Zeke was slightly surprised. While he knew Missy was a born martial arts prodigy, he had never


    expected her to be so talented to the point where she could earn Mr. Collins unceasing praises.


    “You know I can’t make that choice for her,” Zeke said. “I respect Missy’s decision.”


    He walked over to Missy and wiped away the sweat beading on her forehead tenderly, feeling his heart


    ache slightly at the sight of his daughter practicing so earnestly. “Why don’t you take a break, Missy?


    You look tired.”


    “No, daddy,” Missy said resolutely, gritting her teeth. “Grandpa Collins said only a true martial arts


    warrior can hold the stance for two hours. I’m going to prove that I can be a true warrior!”


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    “Alright, kid.” Zeke smiled. “Can you tell daddy why you want to be a martial arts warrior?”


    Despite the strenuous position she was in, Missy smiled. Her smile was so pure that it made Zeke’s


    heart thump wildly all over again. “I want to be like you and Grandpa Collins, daddy. I want to be a hero


    who can catch all the bad guys in the world!”