The words of Wesley shocked Lord Banks to the core.
If just now he still wanted to take advantage of Wesley, then he was now really very admiring of Wesley. A young man less than thirty years old, able to develop to such a scale in that kind of world of gunfire, is simply admirable beyond measure. So, he took the initiative to lift a glass of wine and said from the bottom of his heart: “Wesley! I have never admired anyone in my life. Bruce of the Wade family is the first, you are the second, come, I toast you!”
Wesley heard the name Bruce, and his expression was slightly cold, and immediately, he looked at Lord Banks and asked seriously: “Grandpa Banks, Bruce was really as strong as the legends say?”
Lord Banks nodded and said sincerely: “Although I have a deep grievance with the Wade family, I have to admit that Bruce was indeed very strong. I think that when he was the best in the world, I don’t know how many people were biting their back teeth while feeling in their hearts that they should have a son such as Bruce… Including me.”
Wesley’s expression became solemn. Seriously asked: “Grandpa Banks, I want to know why Bruce was strong.”
Lord Banks said with emotion: “Oh… Bruce seems to be a scholar, very elegant and decent, but he was not a martial artist. Not to say he was powerless, but compared with a martial artist, his fortitude was equal.”
Wesley asked, “Then why does everyone think he was very strong?”
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