Chapter 17

As Warren was walked away from the beggar, he couldn't help thinking about what just happened. 'Why do I feel so energetic all of a sudden? Did the beggar do something to me? Was it a good thing or a bad thing? Oh well, there is no use dwelling on it now. All that matters is that my wounds are healed and I feel amazing,' Warren thought to himself. 

Although he was still covered in blood, Warren felt as if he could do anything. He felt rejuvenated from head to toe.

He sprinted and to his surprise, he didn't feel any pain at all. His speed also increased substantially. 'This is an unexpected and welcome surprise,'Warren said as he rushed to find a cab since his house was a long way away. 

No cab stopped for him since he was still covered in blood. He didn't give up and stood in the middle of the road so that the next cab couldn't pass him by. He forcefully entered and instructed the driver to go to the designated address. Reluctantly, the driver followed his orders.

When he arrived home, he paid the driver with the money he wanted to give to the beggar, and immediately rushed towards the shower. Luckily he avoided his aunt and uncle and quietly and quickly cleaned himself up. After that he got dressed and joined his family in the living room. They were surprised to see him return so early. They thought he would be out for the rest of the afternoon, however Warren told them a story about rushing home so that he could still get his things ready for his departure tomorrow. They believed him, since there was no reason for him to lie to them.

"If there it is no bother, I would like to spend the rest of the day in my room without getting disturbed," Warren said to his uncle and aunt. They thought maybe he wanted to call Cassidy and wanted privacy to talk to her, so they didn't mind at all. They simply smiled and nodded at him.

For the rest of the afternoon, Warren was meditating, trying to recall the scripture the old beggar gave to him. He could only decipher pieces of it, but these pieces that he deciphered were of great help to him. He could regulate his breathing efficiently and he could feel traces of energy flowing throughout his whole being. Although it wasn't on the level that the beggar displayed when he repaired his internal damage, it was still extraordinary. After meditating for a while, Warren could feel some traces of Qi flowing through his body. While it was faint, it was definitely there.

Warren was happy with his current results and decided to call it a day. He stretched himself and reached into the pocket of his bloody pants which he has hidden to get his cellphone. Although, the screen was partially cracked, Warren could still use it. He switched it on, only to realize that there were a few messages. The number that called him earlier left a few voice messages urging Warren to call them back immediately. The voice said that it was of utmost importance for Warren to call them, since it was something that would affect Warren's life in a huge way. 

Warren decided to ignore the message since he didn't know who it was. He spent the rest of the day cooped up in his room busy playing a few games.

Early the next morning, Warren said his goodbyes to his aunt and uncle and took a cab to the airport. He felt that the change of scenery did him some good, although he was humiliated the day before. The silver lining of that incident was that he got to meet the beggar and he shared a very powerful gift with Warren. As he was getting off the cab and on his way to check in forhis flight, his phone rang again. It was the same number that he ignored for the past 24 hours. He finally had enough and answered it.

"Young Master Parker! You finally picked up," the voice shouted on the other end. 

Warren was irritated since it was clear to him that the female on the other side got the wrong person. 

"I'm sorry, but I think you phoned a wrong number. I don't know anyone named Parker," Warren said annoyed. Why was this person bothering him all this while when he wasn't even the person that they were looking for. 

"I'm sorry, Young Master. I meant Mr Cole. I have been waiting for you at Flemond University, but it seems like you are out of town. Could you tell me when you would be back?"

Warren was confused. Who was this person? And why does she know about me? Warren was getting more and more flustered, since the person called him young master. He was no young master of sorts.

"I'm sorry Ma'am, but I think you have the wrong person. I don't think I'm the only named Cole at Flemond University. Also, I don't appreciate you enquiring about my whereabouts. Especially when I have nothing to do with you," Warren said. 

The voice became shaky and pleaded "Forgive my ignorance, Young Master. However, Master Parker told me to be your guide and servant until you eventually return to the Parker mansion."

'Master Parker?' Warren frowned when he thought about this. Then a face suddenly flashed through his mind. 

"This Master Parker that you're referring to, are you talking about Johnathan Parker?"

"Yes, Young Master. The Master also instructed me to send you a little bit of pocket money. The message should arrive any second now."

Warren looked at his phone and there was a pop up. "Your savings account has been loaded with 500 000 000 dollars!"

Warren was dumbfounded. 500 million dollars! Before he could answer, the voice continued "In addition to that, The Master bought Flemond Galaxy District and changed the ownership to your name. He also bought  Galaxy Tech Lane in order to give you the opportunity to build your skills until you're finally ready to succeed him as the head of the Parker Family. However, he kept this quiet, since it is only him and myself, as his most trusted subordinate, who knows about your existence." 

Warren was at a loss for words. Johnathan Parker just bought the entire Flemond Galaxy District as a gift for him. In addition to that, he bought Galaxy Tech Lane, a company worth at least 100 billion dollars as a stepping stone for him to develop his skills. This seemed unreal. It had to be a dream.