"Watch something? What the hell did he show you?!" Clara thought about what Wilson had said before leaving.

"He showed me a practice for wrestling," Yanny said, his eyes shining with a different light for the first time. "It's completely different from Taekwondo."

Unlike the various stances in Taekwondo, wrestling was far more direct and effective in dodging the opponent's attack and giving a good counterattack. Taekwondo was less practical compared to that.

"You liked what you saw today? So you don't like Taekwondo anymore?" Clara asked.

"Because wrestling will make me stronger! I'll protect Mom better!" Yannick said with a little voice.

Clara listened, and it pained her a little knowing that her son gained his early wisdom due to the hardships of life.

"I know you've always wanted to protect me, but you're still a child. You shouldn't be living with this burden. Let me protect you now. All you have to do is grow up well. You can protect Mom when you're old enough, okay?"

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