Wilbur thought about it. Cape Consortium was in Seechertown, so if they wanted to make their mark in Seechertown from now on, they had to cross paths with the museum. Wilbur was a patriot, after all. Moreover, the consignment shop set up overseas frequently received Dasha collectibles lost overseas. Few of those collectibles were national treasures, but among the few, some were worth collecting. Because those collectibles were meaningful to Dasha, Wilbur wanted to take them back and then donate them to the museum. With the museum director, Mister Sun, reaching out to Wilbur, he was undoubtedly given an opportunity to do just that. Wilbur said, "Alright. Faye, we'll go together tomorrow morning." "Yeah." Faye nodded. Then, she turned to look at the view outside the window and said, "It's getting late. You should rest early because you just came back. I'll go." Wilbur stopped her by holding her hand from behind and said, "You're leaving so soon? Are you mad at me?" "What
Wilbur has met countless people, so he naturally met a lot of people with different personalities. What Mister Sun said proved that he would request something. Wilbur could only agree to it if the request was reasonable. Wilbur quickly said something to ease the awkwardness, "That's right. The consignment shop trades in large quantities, but we're only making a small profit since it's the consignment shop, after all. The items do not belong to the consignment shop, so there isn't a lot of profit. We're barely maintaining it." Mister Sun was surprised to hear that. Then, he instantly understood what Wilbur meant. He nodded and said, "Naturally. We're businessmen, after all, and we lose profit sometimes. I know Cape Consortium has its difficulties, so I won't be making impossible requests." Wilbur and Faye looked at each other. They frowned at the same time. They wondered if Mister Sun was expressing a demand within five minutes of the conversation. Mister Sun said, "Forgive me, Mi
Wilbur nodded and said, "His attitude isn't very nice, but it's true that Cape Consortium has to contribute to Seechertown. Since Mister Sun has the intention to do that, we'll go along with it. These collectibles are going to be donated to the museum anyway, they are not for sale. Mister Sun said it himself, right? The price is only a measure of qualification, it won't replace the items' true value." Faye nodded and said, "I sure hope so, but I'm curious to see how you'll react if Mister Sun said that the collectibles are going to be sold." Wilbur knew that Faye was only joking, but he replied seriously, "I'll take them back myself if that's the case. Alright, go get the car." "Yeah." Faye went to get the drive, so Wilbur waited on the roadside. Suddenly, a luxury car parked at the roadside. A rich-looking guy with a leather jacket and gelled hair got out of the car. His blonde sidekick in the passenger seat quickly followed. They walked towards Wilbur. "Why are you in the w
Wilbur could find some antiques that contained spiritual energy or special powers to sacrifice them to the Dragon's Altar for grace points. However, since he had the bronze cauldron, he was curious to find out how much dragon aura it could store. Wilbur adjusted his breathing and eased up to unleash his dragon aura. The burden in his body gradually weakened as he unleashed the dragon aura. The aura swam around Wilbur, so he used his will to control the aura. After that, he raised the bronze cauldron. The bronze cauldron kept spinning in the air and it quickly absorbed the unleashed dragon aura before dropping on the table. Wilbur glanced at the bronze cauldron and had a look of disbelief on his face, which slowly turned into joy. He knew that he gained a precious item. He quickly cultivated even though he was overjoyed, slowly strengthening his body with dragon aura. Dragon aura was like a resource for his cultivation. He could use it to strengthen his body when he was lackin
"Don't worry, bro. I got this," said Faron. Jose said after their meal, "I've been bored recently, and I improved my driving skills. I think I'm excelling in it." Wilbur smiled and patted Jose on the shoulder. He said, "You went to improve your driving skills instead of cultivating? It looks like you're living like a youngster." Jose smiled and said, "Of course. Cultivation is important for cultivators, but some entertainment is necessary." Faron said, "Alright. I'll have to compete with you to see who's faster." "Faron," warned Wilbur. Jose said, "Alright. Let's drive a little." Faron glanced at Wilbur and put up one finger. He said, "One car." Jose looked puzzled and asked, "How can we compete with one car?" Faron replied, "You drive the first lap, and I drive the next. We'll compete based on the time." "Alright. That's a great idea!" Wilbur knew there was no stopping them, so he warned them to be careful. Then, Faron and Jose left to compete. Eileen called Wi
Eileen could see that something was wrong from his expression. She frowned and asked, "What's wrong? Could it be that something happened?" Wilbur looked at Eileen and asked, "Does the Kiwanis Club know anything about Cametra?" Eileen was a member of the Kiwanis Club, so she knew about the intel. She nodded and replied, "Cametra is ruled by two main factions, the Scarlet Leaf Faction and the Green Leaf Faction. We guessed that the international meeting won't publicly object, and all of Cametra's issues will be resolved internally. In the end, it's just as we expected." "So… how much do you know about the Scarlet Leaf Faction and the Green Leaf Faction?" he asked again. He wanted to know if the Kiwanis Club knew about Light Valley. However, Eileen shook her head and replied, "We don't have contact with the factions of Cametra, so we don't know about their internal conflicts. I just know that both the Scarlet Leaf Faction and the Green Leaf Faction are very ambitious. What happene
"Do you know how arrogant that guy was?" Jose got out of the car, looking troubled. He said, "Mister Campbell, that guy almost risked his life. Let's not compete with him. He'll run into trouble eventually." "F*ck. I better not see him next time!" Faron kicked a mineral water bottle on the ground away. Wilbur walked over to ask, "Jose, what's going on with you guys? What happened?" Jose replied bitterly, "I was racing with Mister Campbell. We ran into a risky guy in a luxury car. He thought we were provoking him, so he tailed us and stopped us halfway. Mister Campbell was angry, so he wanted to race with him, but I stopped him. So, he's very angry right now." Wilbur comforted Faron by saying, "Alright, Faron. No need to be angry. You guys drove with one car, so he mistakenly thought you were provoking him. It's normal." "I…" Faron sighed. Then, he said, "Alright, consider that punk lucky!" Wilbur said, "Faron, I have a favor to ask." "What is it? Feel free to tell me, bro
"Yeah. According to my sources, Gaben Sun will attend an underground auction tonight with his collectibles. I heard that Gaben's collectibles are worth ten million dollars. It's impossible for someone like him to purchase collectibles worth ten million dollars." "I got it." "What will you do about this, bro?" "Don't alarm the enemy. Make some arrangements. We'll attend the auction tonight." "Alright." Wilbur changed his appearance at night into Trevor Penn and went to an underground bar in Seechertown with Faron. Faron took out his invitation card and led Wilbur into the underground auction. They found seats in the back row and waited for a while, then they saw Gaben walking in with a young man. "F*ck, that's him!" Faron wanted to get up. Wilbur quickly stopped him and said, "Don't be reckless. Do you know him?" Faron endured his anger and replied, "That's the guy who raced me last night. He has no sportsmanship! He flipped me off and spat at me." Wilbur looked at the