Silence ensued until the man chuckled. “There’s no need to be so panicked. My book and I have lingered in your body for some time. I’m only revealing myself now because my wounds have finally recovered. Darius Reid, I believe you should address me respectfully as your mentor.”

Darius was still frozen in shock upon getting stared at by the man. It almost felt like his father was gazing at him just then, so he needed time to snap to his senses. After hesitantly nodding, he was about to do as told when the man’s calm voice spoke once more.

“Call me ‘sir,’ like you’d address a father figure,” the man said.

Darius’ lips fell wide open again.

Yet, the man did not seem upset by Darius’ delayed greeting. Instead, he smiled even more and added, “I’m an Easterner. The martial arts skills you’re currently learning also originated from the East. That’s why I’d like you to call me your mentor.”

The man did not waste his breath on unnecessary pleasantries or beat around the bush.

Thus, Darius imme