Young Lord of The Dragon Sect
Chapter 741 Apprentice of A Great Master

"OMG, I can't...I can't breath. I need to go to the hospital, or I'm going to die. Bro, bye." Khalid turned around painfully and bent over like an old man and tried to walk away. One step, two steps, three steps.

Seeing Maximilian did not say anything or stop him, Khalid finally relieved.

Damn it. After pretending being weak, thank God that he finally tricked Maximilian. He was so unlucky today, since he not only did not get any profits, but suffered a great loss this time.

Even all his apprentices died. He was lonely now. Why was he so pathetic?

Khalid thought to himself, then paid attention to any sounds behind him secretly. However, he did not hear anything, so he completely calmed down now.

After he slowly walked for another one hundred meters in that "painful" steps, Khalid thought it should be safe already, so he stopped pretending being weak and directly started moving ahead by using the martial-art tricks.

While he was celebrating inside and thinking about where to go, Maximilian's voice appeared behind him, "Your wound doesn't look bad. Your acting sucks. I could only give you one star for rating." Khalid got startled and directly fell onto the floor. His body slipped away for another ten meters because of the inertance.

"Oh, my waist. It got hurt so bad this time. After so many years, this is the first time for me to fail an escaping. I should've checked the lunar calendar before I went out. This is such a bad day for me." While saying that, Khalid was massaging his waist while peeking at Maximilian. He felt like he ran into a predator.

He did not understand! How did Maximilian catch up with him? He was paying attention to the sounds behind but did not hear any steps.

Did his ears turn bad? Impossible! He was born with great hearing and was even counting on this ability to make money.

While trying to figure out what happened, Khalid's stares at Maximilian turned alert, "Dude, don't you know that you should respect the elder? Why did you scare me like this? If I got hurt from this tripping. You are responsible to pay for my hospital bills."

Maximilian sneered, "Hehe, you yourself is lying on the floor. Are you waiting for me to help you get up? I'd love to help those old men who try to swindle people for money. But those I have helped in the past years didn't end up well."

Khalid rolled his eyes, "I'm not that kind of people. I don't need your help. I'd like to lay on the floor, and sleep here tonight. Just leave me alone."

Khalid was going to play dead till the end. Even if he lost the face today, he was not going to be Maximilian's help. At least that would somehow save his dignity as well.

Maximilian just looked at Khalid smilingly, "I think I should send you to the hospital. Otherwise, what if you get sick from sleeping here?"

As he said that, he took out a knife.

After he realized how fast Maximilian was at taking the knife out, Khalid panicked, "Why...why did you master the skill? It's been disappeared so long in our Thief Sect.. Who is you tutor in Thief Sect. ? But...but nobody knew that in fact."

"Lost? Just you not knowing how to do this does not mean that it is lost. I have been doing this since young, look at this well." While Maximilian said that, the knife started dancing on his fingers like a dancer. Khalid got shocked by this weird scene. The skill that making knives dance like this on fingers originated from the Thief Sect., It is very rare. Only those leaders of thieves have access to it. However, after the four great banders died, this skill also got lost in track. Khalid's father was one of the four great banders. He saw how his father played knives like this when he was little. "Who, who are you? Which bander is your tutor?"

"None. As long as you listened to my orders, I will teach you. How about that?”

However, Khalid looked bitter again, "Dude, why can't you choose another person? Why does it have to be me?"

"Because you are a bander. I need banders' help now." said Maximilian directly.

Khalid rubbed his eyes, trying to get some tears out for playing weak. "Dude, don't mess with me. Your Kungfu is better than heads of banders. For the most, I'm just a bander, far weaker than you. I can't do any help."

"If you are not helping me. I won't be nice anymore." Maximilian waved the knife in hands and stabbed towards Khalid. He was absolutely not holding back at all, which could kill him as long as the knife touched him.

Khalid quickly raised hands up as his pupils shrank, trying to block the dagger.

Maximilian's hands slipped through Khalid's arms and put the knife against Khalid'a throat.

Khalid got sunned, then put on a terrible smile, " You are really good. I did lose. I'll listen to you. I will do as you say."

The situation now left him no rooms to make another choice, since his life depended on Maximilian. He cowered.

Maximilian tapped Khalid's neck with the back of the knife, then Khalid immediately had goosebumps under that cold feeling.

Khalid smiled, "Bro, just make an order. We keep our promises, and will do what we said, but you cannot let me do something that might risk my life.”

"Follow me, and we'll talk about it when we get there." Maximilian took back the knife and checked the time on his phone. It was already 11:00 p.m., not far from the time of the appointment that he made with Jasmine.

Khalid got up from the ground with a flattering look, "Ok. I'll follow you, not going to anywhere else."☐☐☐☐☐☐