The Seven Sisters and Their Hidden King-Chapter 318 – She’s Really Like a Dog
Chapter 318 - 318 – She’s Really Like a Dog
"No matter how perfect a goddess may seem, she's still just a woman in the end," John said, his voice filled with exaggerated depth. "She's just more graceful, charming, and has better taste than the average one."
He paused, eyes narrowed thoughtfully. "Same goes for gods. But that doesn't mean they don't have emotions and desires."
Then, with a dramatic sigh, he tilted his head to a 45-degree angle, gazing toward the sky like he was mourning the fate of the world.
"The reason I treated you like that earlier... was to inspire your underclassmen. I wanted to show them that if they work hard and excel, they might just get their dream girl too."
He shook his head, his voice growing heavier with false sorrow. "It's a shame. No one understands my good intentions.
It's bad enough those guys are jealous of me—but even you, Bertha? Misunderstanding me like this? Do you know how much that hurts?"
He looked so serious that Bertha froze.
Completely stunned.
Was this guy for real?
He was the one who took advantage of her... and now he was acting like he was the victim?
She clenched her fists and gritted her teeth. "So what you're saying is, I should thank you for slapping me, not blame you?"
John turned to her with a calm, noble expression. "If you want to praise me, that's fine. I'm used to hiding my greatness. Praise or not, all I care about is that you understand my intentions."
"John..."
Bertha stepped forward, her face close to his. The faint, sweet fragrance of her body brushed past his senses, and for a second, John's heart skipped.
Just when he thought he'd won her over with his shameless nonsense—
CHOMP.
A sharp pain shot through his shoulder.
Bertha's teeth sank into his flesh without warning.
"You know what, John?" she growled, biting harder. "I'm so moved by your shamelessness, I just had to leave a mark."
John's face contorted in pain.
Damn it, he cursed internally. She's really like a damn dog!
After leaving a clear, red tooth mark on his shoulder, Bertha soon departed Houston.
She'd only come because she heard John was in town to treat someone from the Long family. Since it had been a while since she visited her old school, she tagged along. But she couldn't stay long—Bertha was the head of the Central US Martial Arts League, and she didn't like leaving her post for too long.
John, however, remained in Houston.
He told Bertha it was because Arno hadn't been completely cured yet. But the real reason?
Only John knew that.
Later, John arrived at the Long family estate.
When he informed Arno that he planned to stay in Houston for a while, Arno was overjoyed and immediately arranged accommodations for him.
Not long after, an official acceptance letter from the Houston Martial Arts School arrived at the Long family home—addressed to none other than Sophia.
That one letter changed everything.
Suddenly, the Long family's attitude toward Sophia transformed overnight.
Yes, she was entering school later than most, and realistically, her future in martial arts wasn't looking especially bright. But that didn't matter.
What mattered was the environment.
Now that she was officially a student at Houston Martial Arts School, she'd be exposed to a whole new tier of martial talent.
Naturally, the Long family's treatment of her improved significantly.
And it was all thanks to John.
Which meant the family's respect for him deepened even further.
As soon as Arno was strong enough, he booked out the entire second floor of a fancy seafood restaurant to express his gratitude to John—and to celebrate Sophia's new beginning.
Every member of the Long family showed up. The atmosphere was warm and festive.
Smart as he was, Arno deliberately chose this restaurant—because it was owned by Guy Porter.
Now, let's talk about Guy.
The Porter family was a lot like the Long family. They had a venerable martial artist sitting at the top, but he was old and fading.
To secure their future, the Porter family started looking for a new backer. That backer?
The White Dragon King.
After the White Dragon King cut ties with the Swift family, Guy Porter quickly made a move and offered to cooperate. The King agreed—under the same terms he gave the Swifts: three chances.
Arno didn't book Guy's restaurant to provoke him. It was a quiet, clever way of telling the White Dragon King, "I'm healthy now. Don't count me out."
Midway through the banquet, Arno—who was still recovering—refrained from drinking, thanks to John's advice. But his face was still flushed with excitement.
And why wouldn't it be?
The Long family had been blessed three times over:
The Swift family lost their backer and were no longer a threat—in fact, they were vulnerable now.
Sophia had been accepted into Houston Martial Arts School.
And most importantly, they had built a relationship with John.
John, meanwhile, was treated like royalty. Everyone from Arno to Buck to Brooke came to toast him with genuine respect.
John drank several glasses of wine, but his face remained calm—no trace of drunkenness. That only made Arno more impressed... and more regretful that he hadn't made his granddaughter marry this man when he had the chance.
Sophia, on the other hand, was a total lightweight.
She only took a sip of wine when toasting John and already looked flushed and dizzy.
The mood was great.
Too great.
And when things get too good, that's usually when some jackass shows up to ruin it.
Right on cue, a snide voice echoed from the stairwell:
"Well, well, I was wondering who booked out the whole second floor like they owned the place. Turns out it's someone I know."
Everyone turned to see a man walking in with a sneer on his face.
But the Long family stared at him blankly.
Even Arno had no idea who he was.
"Excuse me, sir," Arno said politely, standing up. "Who are you?"
The man didn't even glance at Arno.
Instead, he locked eyes with John and said with biting sarcasm:
"Where's Carter? Surprised to see you here without him, considering how lively this little party is."
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