Chapter 1342

As a new day began, the Delgado family's martial artists were training hard in the courtyard. Some were squatting, others lifting stone locks. A few walked on their hands, while others practiced with heavy iron weights strapped to their bodies. Hadley strolled around with his hands behind his back like a coach, checking their progress. In his younger days, he'd devoted himself to training the same way, never feeling bored. But ever since he'd become the family head, his training time had dwindled to almost nothing. Now, watching them practice, he felt a pang of nostalgia. In truth, all this training wasn't of much use in day-to-day life. Even if they trained, they could still get sick and still wouldn't live longer. All it really gave them was strength, power, and fast reflexes. In a modern war with firearms, martial artists weren't that different from regular people. No matter how skilled they were, they couldn't outmatch bullets or shells. But if guns weren't in play, these mar