Grover kept a straight face even as he pleaded with her.

After giving it some consideration, everyone thought this was really funny.

Grover was a towering hulk of a man, while Maria was nothing more than a slip of a girl.

How were they supposed to convince anyone that they were aunt and nephew?

The picture that they aimed to paint was nothing short of absurd. It Was almost comical, even.

But after giving it some more thought, Maria could not find any more excuse to turn Grover down. "ALL right, then."

With that, she placed her hands on Grover's shoulders and realigned them.

“Ha ha! Thank you, Aunt Maria! Thank you so mucl Grover wasted no time and got down on his knees.

He bowed to Maria sincerely, all while the others watched.

Francis, Claire, and Jack watched the scene, marveling at the man's utter shamelessness.

At the same time, however, they couldn't help but feel Grover was indeed lucky to befriend Maria.

Unbeknownst to them, Grover wasn't doing this out of his guilty conscience.

He had accidentally offended a master today. If he did nothing to apologize and atone for his mistake, he knew that it would haunt him in his nightmares every single night.

But if he managed to get on Maria's good side, then things would be different. She would not seek retribution for his audacity.

Not only was he avoiding any future conflicts, but he was also gaining a powerful ally.

In the world of martial arts, nothing mattered more than strength. Grover had been expelled from the field of ancient martial arts for two reasons-his aggressive personality, and his lack of a background.

But now he had Maria, a master like no other. He had never met someone like her, not even in the Ancient Martial Arts Association.

The more he thought about it, the more pleased he was. His earlier distress over what he thought was his certain demise vanished into thin air.

The group trudged back to the shooting location. From the distance, the leader of the security team spotted Grover's notorious bald head and was immediately on guard.

“Don't panic. He is not a bad guy." Francis tried to assure him, though his face was inexplicably tight.

Then, before the security guard could react, Grover approached him with a huge smile.

“Bro, I apologize for what happened back then. It was just a misunderstanding."

He took out a medicine bottle from his pocket and tossed it over to the other man.

Although bemused, the security guard scrambled to catch the bottle. He uncapped it and took a whiff.