"Oh, Mister Grayson. You're finally here." Orin wiped the sweat off his brow. The figure who had just arrived was none other than Benjamin Grayson. Orin had predicted how dire the situation might be and what it might lead to. He had called Benjamin at once. Sure enough, the situation was highly tense and dangerous. It seemed like Benjamin was the only one who could turn things around now. Even Baron's father would have to respect the nation's founding father. Wilbur and Benjamin also had a meaningful friendship. Surely Wilbur would listen to Benjamin's words. Whitney, Shane, and the rest could hardly believe their eyes. They had thought that Orin Campbell was the biggest figure they would see today. This old man, however, appeared to be someone that even Orin had to pay his respects to. It was clear that he was no regular old man. This was beyond anything Whitney and the rest knew about, a level of power that they would never get the chance to get close to. Just t
Orin had an air about him that was positively terrifying. Whitney was practically trembling in her boots as she stood before him, and so was Shane. Even Orin Campbell had to speak respectfully to Wilbur, and someone as cocky and ruthless as Baron had been taught a fierce lesson by him. That old man, however, was the most terrifying of them all. Even Orin Campbell seemed to be scared of him. But this man seemed nothing but friendly and warm with Wilbur, even inviting the guy over for dinner one day.Their brains went blank, none of them daring to imagine just how terrifyingly powerful Wilbur was.What was going to happen to them now that they had offended someone like that?Just as everyone was worrying about their lives, Orin frowned before saying, "Whatever happened today must be kept completely private. No one is to say a word about it, do you understand?"Who would dare to go against the words of Orin Campbell?Everyone nodded profusely.Orin looked at Wilbur then. "It's not w
Yet, she was just like a little clown, making a fool of herself. In the end, all of her dignity and pride were viciously trampled upon. It shattered everything she had. At that moment, she was even thinking about death as she looked out the window. However, she failed to summon the courage in the end and merely knelt on the ground as she cried loudly. At night, in the presidential suite of a hotel, Yumi sat on the sofa with a frown. Baron, whom she had favored, lost just like that. She was naturally incredibly unhappy about that. She had planned on expanding to Northseecher. However, Baron felt that there were too many hidden dangers in Northseecher, so he chose Seechertown in the end instead. Even though it was not as prosperous as some of the major cities, it was still a top-tier city with a population of millions. So, it had a lot of potential. The political situation was relatively simple as well, which made it easier for them to work with. After the two of
Yumi was dressed in a black robe with a V-shaped neckline, revealing her fair skin. She was very petite, but some parts of her were very impressive. She easily evaded Charles and the others and entered the bamboo field. Her goal was to verify Wilbur's strength once again so she could adjust her plans. However, the moment she stepped into the bamboo field, several corpses suddenly crawled out of the ground and stumbled toward her. Yumi was startled as she quickly went through a few spells, shouting out, "Ninja Art, Fireball Technique." Her spiritual energy surged as she spewed out a massive fireball, burning those corpses. She felt puzzled. Wilbur did not seem to have power over the undead, so why were those corpses there? Could there be something special about this place? Yet, at that moment, a few more zombies crawled up and lunged at her. She let out a shout as a dagger of spiritual energy materialized in her hand. It burned with spiritual flames as she attack
However, the massive whirlwind of spiritual energy and shockwave from the explosion tore apart all her clothes. She was completely exposed at that moment and was in a very embarrassing state. Nonetheless, Yumi was in no position to care about her embarrassment at that moment. Her heart was completely filled with amazement. She could clearly feel that those three attacks had come from three different people, and every one of them seemed to be at the Sanctuary level. The last one in particular even felt like they were approaching Shadow level in terms of power. Yet, even then, she had seen no trace of her opponents. That meant that the three of them had not given it their all and might even have been holding back. As for Wilbur, he was nowhere to be seen. She was utterly shocked. This small island alone had strength comparable to the five great families. Was that not terrifying? At that moment, a figure of average height appeared a dozen meters away, looking at her col
In an instant, Wilbur's body erupted in spiritual flames. A wave of terrifying pressure completely engulfed Yumi. She felt an extreme sense of danger and immediately retreated, the shock evident on her face. How was that possible? There was no way to escape the Thousand Illusion Eyes once someone was trapped inside unless their spirit and spiritual energy were far above hers. Her Thousand Illusion Eyes was a natural-born ability as well. It could distort space, causing her opponent to lose their perception of their surroundings and become disoriented, which left her free to do anything she wanted to them. Anyone who was able to break out of the Thousand Illusion Eyes would need to have a far stronger spirit and spiritual energy than hers. Other than the shock, Yumi also found herself unwilling to accept what was happening. She gathered all her spiritual energy again after being forced to retreat. A long sword formed in her hand, surrounded by runes and spiritual flames.
A sharp whistling sound was heard as the two bullets were sliced in half by the sword, and it exploded. The two other bullets grazed past Yumi's body. The flames around the sword in Yumi's hand flickered slightly as the blade almost shattered from the force of the bullets. They were not to be underestimated. At that moment, Ryder's figure emerged in the bamboo field. He held his super cannon, aiming it right at Yumi as he slowly stepped closer. Yumi frowned. Who were those people? How did they even have weapons specifically meant to fight cultivators? Even though she had been able to deal with the super cannon, the weapon's greatest strength was the fact that it could be used limitlessly. Wilbur was there as well. It seemed like there was no way she would be able to win here. At that moment, Wilbur looked at Ryder and said, "What are you doing here?" I heard a fight, so I came to take a look," Ryder said, but he did not seem to have any intentions of putting down his
Wilbur stared at Yumi for a long time before saying, "Fine, I'll give you one chance." "I'll invest ten billion US Dollars in Cape Consortium. I don't need shares or any positions. I just want a share of the profits. Is that acceptable?" Wilbur frowned. That was a substantial amount, equal to sixty to seventy billion Dashan Dollars. That was a very substantial investment. As an investment group, having more funds was always better. She did not want any shares or any positions and only wanted a share of the profits. It was definitely a very enticing proposition. Any corporation would find it hard to object. It was something that could only be good for him. However, Wilbur just laughed, "Oh? Is there no money to be earned in Cherrytopia? Why did you run over here?" "Dasha is a massive market with over a billion people and countless businesses. The country is growing rapidly, so any capital investments here will be the most useful and make the most money, ensuring contin