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A dumbfounded Quentin looked at her in disbelief. He swallowed saliva and said, âN-Nora, donât ⦠donât joke anymore.â
Nora looked at him. âGet off.â
Quentin obediently got out of the car. He didnât dare look inside the car, even though the car windows were tinted, so you could only look from inside, but not from the other side.
A minute later, the car door opened and Nora stepped out in the red dress. Then, she put on the mask.
The person in front of her seemed to have suddenly changed.
Her wimpy little cousin, she became the mysterious martial arts expert, Big Sister.
Quentin: ââ¦â
He had the feeling that he had opened his eyes wrong when he woke up in the morning!
How could this be?
He had been following the woman ever since Joel began to have doubts about Noraâs identity. Even though it had been a long time, how had he not realized that she was actually Big Sister?
While he was stunned, Nora asked, âSo, are you my little brother?â.
Quentin: â!!!!â
He suddenly thought about how he had bragged and claimed just a moment ago that Big Sister had recognized him as her younger brother. After all, Big Sister had a mask on all the time, and her daughter was already five years old. Therefore, he had unconsciously assumed that Big Sister must be older than he was. He would never have expected Big Sister to suddenly become his younger cousin.
How he wished he could dig a hole and bury himself in it!
He did his best to rummage through his memories: she hadnât said anything else, had she?
He suddenly thought of what he had said when he had first met her. That time, he had said very proudly, âHeh, even if you are proof of the shame Uncle Ian had suffered, you can be sure I will still protect you. I will not let any of the Smiths meet an untimely death.â
It was then followed by:
âCan you stop running all over the place? Without me, the third best fighter in the world, protecting you, youâll be dead before you know itâ.
âAre you going to the martial arts tournament too? Do you want to meet Big Sister? I get along very well with herâ.
âDo you want to take a picture with Big Sister?â
ââ¦â
Quentin felt that his cheeks had blushed even more.
Suddenly he asked, âThere are three different kinds of death â do you know what they are?â
Nora raised her eyebrows. âWhat are they?â
âThe first is clinical death, that is, the body dies.
The second is psychological death, in which someone loses all hope and no longer wishes to live.
The third is social death.â
Quentin looked at her and said, âNora, you just made me experience the third type of death.â
ââ¦â
Nora laughed and walked past him. âLetâs go in.â
âI donât want to go in.â Quentin said expressionlessly, âI want to die.â
Nora paid no further attention to him. Instead, she started walking toward the arena. Two steps later, she heard footsteps behind her. Quentinâs voice reached her. âWhy are you hiding your identity, Nora, isnât Big Sisterâs identity really cool!â
Nora replied, âItâs annoying.â
Annoying?
Quentin thought for a moment. âAre you worried that others will annoy you when they find out who you are? Well, thatâs true. After all, Big Sister is a very well-known figureâ¦. Donât worry, Nora, I can keep secrets very well. Iâll never tell anyone.â
âOh.â
Nora had always adhered to her motherâs last words telling her not to expose her identity and to live in mediocrity. That was why she had not exposed her identity all this time.
However, Quentin was simply too annoying.
Besides, now that he knew she had come to the arena, given her tracking skills, it was simply too much trouble to throw him off. So she decided to reveal her identity.
Besides, even if Quentin had eighth grade syndrome, he was the leader of the Smithsâ secret forces. He wasnât stupid.
Nora followed Quentin into the arena.
As soon as they entered, Quentin suddenly said, âBig Sister, Iâve suddenly discovered a problem!â.
Nora: â?â
Quentin said, âI didnât expect you to have a cute guy on Justinâs back! No. 820 must be Cherryâs biological father, right?â
Nora: â?â
She hadnât thought of that.
She wasnât sure she could reveal Justinâs identity, so she simply let out a sound of recognition and admitted it.
At the end, Quentin looked at her with bright, shining eyes and said, âYou are so amazing!
âYou really dare to fool even Justin!â
Nora: ââ¦â
Forget it, she could think about it any way she wanted.
They had five meetings that night, so time was pretty tight for them. Nora looked around and asked, âHeâs not here yet?â
Quentin looked around as well.
As the two looked around, a manâs deep, deep voice suddenly rang out. âAre you the Worldâs Third Team?â
The two looked up in unison to see a man wearing a mask with the design of an eagle walking towards them. He was big, tall and dressed in a black suit. When he walked, it was as if he had an aura of righteousness around him.
He had also deliberately lowered his voice, so no one could tell what his voice really sounded like.
Nora said nothing. Instead, she looked at Quentin.
Only then did something click in Quentinâs head. He replied, âYes, thatâs right. You are?â
âNo. 007.â
As soon as he gave them his alias, Quentin instantly realized something. He asked, âAre you the first runner-up from the previous tournament?â
The other party was quiet for a moment before replying, âYes, you could say that.â
Quentin took the opportunity to give Nora an explanation. He said, âH⦠sister, No. 007 is an amazing martial arts master who came out of nowhere in the last tournament. He made it all the way to Class F that time. Both he and Big Brother were very impressive, and he even became one of the favorites for the championship title. It was a pity he didnât show up for the final, so the championship title went to Big Brother, while number 007 became the first runner-up.â
After explaining, Quentin looked at No.007 and asked, âWhy didnât you show up for the finals?â
No.007âs gaze swept over them both. âI had to accept an assignment at the last minute.â
Quentin and Nora sensitively caught a hint of something from his use of the word âmissionâ.
Quentin then said, âOh, thatâs too bad. Is this the first time youâve come this year, though?â.
With the exception of Big Brother F Class, all the other martial arts experts from the previous tournament had been demoted to E Class this year. Therefore, if they wanted to advance in rank, they would also have to defeat other E Class contestants.
The fact that an expert like No. 007 had not caused any noise this year was indicative of something: it was his first time here.
Indeed, No. 007 nodded and replied, âYes, I had something to attend to before, too. Although there seems to be an increase in martial arts experts this year.â
He looked at the Benevolence Hall disciples sitting in the VIP dining room. They were in a class of their own and looked out of place among the people around them.
Quentin said nothing. However, number 007 looked at Nora and asked, âWhat do you think?â.
Nora: â?â
Quentin was undoubtedly very strong in Team Third World, and she had gone largely unnoticed all this time. Why was he suddenly directing his attention to her?
She raised her eyebrows and nodded. âIt would seem so, yes.â
After he spoke, his phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated. Nora nodded at Quentin and the 007 number, reached to the side and pulled it out. She flipped it open and saw a text message from Lily: âTest results are in.â
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