Charlie was shocked by the old lady’s words.He subconsciously thought that the old lady’s memory of him had not been erased by his Reiki as he had guessed before. This kind of thing had never happened in Charlie’s perception.So, he subconsciously wondered if this old lady also possessed the mastery of Reiki to a certain extent. So, he asked tentatively, “Lady Jenson, why are you asking such a question?”When the old lady saw that Charlie seemed to be defensive, she said very frankly, “Young man, to tell you the truth, I’m just making a guess.”After that, she paused slightly and continued speaking, “When I was rescued from Mexico by those heroes, I found that it was not just me and Jeremy, but everyone on the bus had lost their memories. We all remembered how we were tricked to go there and how those people mutilated us, but we couldn’t remember how we were rescued.”“Those heroes then told us that they used some kind of tear gas or something that must have caused our memory
Charlie did not conceal it any longer at this point and said solemnly, “Lady Jenson, I was hunting down the members of Crazy Juarez in Mexico when I discovered that they were imprisoning so many innocent people there by chance. So, I asked my subordinates to take all of you out and send you back home.”The old lady was pleasantly surprised and excited as she said, “It seems that my guess was not wrong. You really are our benefactor!”With that said, she trembled as she attempted to grovel before Charlie, but Charlie stopped her and said seriously, “Lady Jenson, you don’t have to do this. Any normal person in Mexico that day wouldn’t have sat back idly without doing anything.”The old lady was teary-eyed as she sobbed and said, “Thank you for saving our lives, Benefactor! If it weren’t for you, the Jenson family’s lineage would have ended with us...”Having said that, she looked up at the portrait on the wall, but what she looked at was not the man in the middle, but the child who w
The old lady looked at the old man in the portrait and murmured, “Master Marcius’s name is Marcius Stark, and he’s a native of Coleham. He later began cultivating longevity and called himself Longevity Master. Master Marcius is the honorific name the Jenson family use to address him.”“Marcius Stark...” Charlie muttered. He had not heard of this name, but he was not very surprised either. The painting itself seemed to be very old, and the old lady’s family had been passed down for sixteen hundred years. It was not surprising that the person in this painting was someone from ancient times. The old lady then spoke up again, “Master Marcius was a scholar in high school, and he was an official in court, but later, he resigned from his position as an official because he got the opportunity to cultivate by chance. He then came here with his wife and son to concentrate on cultivation, but his wife and son passed away one after the other soon after arriving from an infection due to the wi
Charlie sighed. “Countless classics were lost in this kind of turmoil. Your ancestors knew what Phoenixica was, but very few people in the whole of Oskia and even in the world know what Phoenixica is now. Our current traditional culture and Oskian medication are all citing classics, but I don’t know how many classics have long been buried in the long history...”As Charlie spoke of this, he suddenly remembered something and asked in surprise, “By the way, Lady Jenson, you said that there were two bracelets?”“Yes!” The old lady said firmly, “The two bracelets are made out of Phoenixica and were originally a pair. They were the Jenson family’s heirloom. After Master Marcius rescued my ancestor, he recognized that the bracelet was made out of Phoenixica, so he asked my ancestor if he would be willing to give him one of the bracelets. He would then accept my ancestor as his disciple in return. My ancestor was helpless back then, so he naturally agreed without hesitation. Master Marcius
When the old lady heard Charlie mention the Rejuvenating Pill, she was horrified and asked, “Benefactor, you... you also know about the Rejuvenating Pill?!”Charlie nodded and said frankly, “I do.” There was a sentence that Charlie did not say aloud.That was the fact that he had also specially prepared a Rejuvenating Pill for Lady Jenson this time.Lady Jenson could not help but say with admiration, “You’re indeed a person with great supernatural powers just like Master Marcius!”Charlie only smiled faintly, but he was actually even more appalled. So far, although he had benefited a lot from the Apocalyptic Book, he still did not know who the author was.Now, when he learned that Marcius had already refined the Rejuvenating Pill more than a thousand years ago and had even given two of the Rejuvenating Pills to the ancestor of the Jenson family, he could not help but wonder, ‘Could it be that Marcius Stark was the author of the Apocalyptic Book? The antique jade pot vase that
Lady Jenson also nodded and sighed as she said, “It was recorded in the genealogy that when my ancestor was a hundred and thirteen years old, he was not deaf, not blind, and was still physically fit. Everyone thought that he would live to be a hundred and twenty years old, but when he was a hundred and thirteen years old, he was sitting in front of the charcoal fire to take a nap after dinner when he suddenly said excitedly that Master Marcius was here to pick him up. He then passed away with a smile on his face.”Charlie said, “It seems that your ancestor really had a deep relationship with Master Marcius.”“Yes.” The old lady said, “My ancestor left his instruction behind before he died. He said that the members of the Jenson family are not allowed to leave this place for generations, and we must always guard the tombs of Master Marcius’s wife and son because Master Marcius told my ancestor that he will definitely come back for him and share the luck with him if he found a way to l
“People with a different last name don’t know about him.” The old lady replied, “These things have always only been passed on to the Jenson family’s direct lineage.”Charlie nodded faintly and asked her, “The Jenson family’s direct lineage is hoping to wait until Master Marcius appears?”The old lady sighed and said indifferently, “In the past, my grandfather and father were still looking forward to Master Marcius’s appearance to start a new life since he promised to give my ancestor a chance at longevity...”Having said that, the old lady then sighed dejectedly as she said, “But I lost three sons in a row, and I only had Jeremy when I was forty-five years old. After finally raising him up to adulthood, I didn’t care about anything else except for him.”Charlie said, “If Master Marcius is still alive and willing to fulfill his promise, you can also leave this chance of longevity to your son, then.”The old lady smiled wryly, pointed to her temple, and said with distress, “My son w
Charlie smiled faintly and said, “When we parted, I promised you that I will personally come and visit you after returning to Oskia and that I will let you and your son have a worry-free life. I came to fulfill my promise this time, so I got someone to buy a small villa and storefront in Sentermill, and you can move there with your son.”The old lady hurriedly said, “Benefactor, I cannot accept that. You saved our lives, and we can’t even repay you, so how can we still take your properties?”Charlie waved his hand and said seriously, “Lady Jenson, this sum of money is of no significance to me at all. Besides, the bracelet that you gave me is of great use to me. How can I feel at ease to let you and your son continue living here?” With that said, Charlie added, “More than a thousand years have passed, and Master Marcius has never appeared here. It is also impossible for him to appear in the future. In that case, you don’t have to wait any longer just because of your ancestor’s last
There were times when making a person despair to some extent could be a people-strategy.For example, when your distant acquaintance asked for a ten grand loan but you could only lend him one, you couldn't tell him directly that. It would make them think you were being insincere.The better option would be to tell them how you were worse off than they were and had a debt yourself, or that some other friend had borrowed money for three years and never repaid it.And when that mere acquaintance was in despair, you could tell them that if it was really important, you could lend them one thousand with a credit card loan.That way, while the mere acquaintance wouldn't exactly be awash with gratitude, they at least wouldn't complain about your lack of sincerity.That was exactly what Mr. Bay was doing.He had no intention of offending Jacob, but he also couldn't directly tell him to give up on claiming the position as president of the Calligraphy and Painting Association. Otherwise, Ja
Jacob felt absolutely horrible just then, and he certainly did not expect Don Albert to give him the cold shoulder.If he had known, he would have just stayed content with the 200 thousand he had made and enjoyed his trip to Dubai! If he had, the Calligraphy and Painting Association wouldn't have found out about the bronze sculpture plot, and Don Albert would still be on friendly terms with him.Absolutely regretting everything, Jacob got in the backseat of the cab, tears of grief almost welling up and out of his eyes.Then, noticing that the cabbie was quietly watching him from the rearview mirror, he turned his face aside, whipped out his phone, and called Mr. Bay.As soon as Mr. Bay answered, he asked, "How did things go over there? Have you sorted out Zachary Evans yet?"He was waiting for Jacob to ask Don Albert for help so that the latter would pressure Zachary into posting a statement retracting his previous claims.However, Jacob knew full well that there was no hope for
Ramond replied, "I'm not planning on getting my name out there—I was just thinking I could start slow from one shop, but now, I'm suddenly so popular everyone's consulting me for appraisals, so I guess that's the short end of this."Either way, I'm planning to let things cool off by opening the shop late and closing early. That way, I'd receive fewer customers, and the hype will die down in a month."Once it does, I'll lead a slow life, which is perfect in Aurous Hill since it's how things are here. I'm not aiming to get rich or expand my business, and it's a comfortable life, so I plan to retire here."Charlie nodded. "The Rothschilds are relatively manageable, but I'm not sure if the Qing Eliminating Society is still looking for you and the Four-Sided Treasure Tower. You'll be completely free once they are wiped out.""And I'm sure with your abilities, Mr. Wade, that day will soon arrive." Raymond smiled and soon remembered. "By the way, you probably haven't had dinner yet, right
Charlie was never one who covered up misdeeds, and what Jacob had done reflected his corrupted character and clear refusal to feel remorse.As such, Charlie naturally refused to offer any help, completely giving up and allowing Jacob to keep going off on his own tangent, tearing himself apart in the process.Still, Raymond did put a good word in for Jacob. "Actually, one can understand Mr. Wilson's motives from a certain point of view. I was the one who set him up so that he broke that vase, and had him beaten up so that we didn't arouse suspicion. He has every reason to bear a grudge."Charlie sighed, nodding. "There's no issue with holding a grudge or getting revenge—in fact, I have no problem with him trying to salvage some pride. However, what he did was unseemly, and he doesn't know when to stop."He didn't lose anything before Zachary exposed everything. Even if he had missed a killer deal, he bought it off someone's hand in the first place and made two hundred grand in clean
With those words, Jacob didn't wait any further as he turned and left Antique Street, intent on seeking legal counsel.Raymond watched him leave before returning to Treasure Measure.He wasn't going to leave, but he had said so because he didn't want to waste much time with Jacob.Still, to avoid any trouble, he turned the sign outside to 'closed' before locking the door from the inside.That was when a man suddenly arrived, asking through the glass door, "Can I still take a look inside, sir?"Raymond was ready to refuse without even turning around when he realized that it was Charlie.He turned around and saw him standing outside just as expected.Smiling, he hurried over to open the door for him. "It's been a while, Mr. Wade!"Charlie was aware that Raymond was sticking to his identity of 'Raymond Cole' who had not been in touch since Raymond had been fired from Vintage Deluxe.Charlie chuckled in turn. "It has indeed. And you're a business owner yourself now, too.""It's j
Jacob zipped toward Raymond, his attitude immediately subservient, "I'm sure you've seen what Zachary Evans posted on his Twitter page, and to be honest, it's so terrible that my position in the Calligraphy and Painting Association has been affected too. I mean, you've made a lot of money, right?"Hell, even if you donated ten million, you'd still have another ten million and 970 thousand in net profits. So, all I'd like to ask is for you to post something to disclaim Zachary's post.Jacob's words left Raymond in thought.For Jacob, just being suspected of fraud would definitely be terrible. In fact, his position in the Calligraphy and Painting Association would definitely be threatened—if not dismissed altogether—if he wasn't cleared of suspicion.Since Jacob was Charlie Wade's father-in-law, Raymond had reason not to drive Jacob over the brink.But that also begged another question—it must be under Charlie's intention for Zachary to post his confession, and that meant Charlie in
Raymond couldn't help chuckling just as Jacob finished—he had honestly never heard of anyone who demanded a refund after donating to charity, but he was certainly seeing one now.Still, the receptionist was clearly experienced and slowly explained, "Sir, it's a legal clause of the country that all donations for philanthropy purposes can not be refunded under most circumstances—""It truly was a mistake," Jacob quickly said, cutting the receptionist off. "I was going to donate thirty thousand but pressed an extra zero by mistake. Please discuss this with your management—you just have to refund 27 thousand, see?""Sorry, sir," the receptionist apologized. "But it's a strict rule that we ourselves do not get to access the funds that have been donated into our accounts. Every donation will be screened extensively, and if you consider that there was a major oversight on your part, you may seek legal counsel to appeal for a refund. If the courts back your appeal, our organization will the
Nonetheless, Jacob darted into Treasure Measure and plucked off his mask, asking nervously, "Excuse me, Mr. Cole? It's me… Jacob Wilson…"Raymond looked up, pausing for a moment before acting as if he was actually curious, "Mr. Wilson! What brings you here? Don't tell me—you want that bronze sculpture back too?""No, no, no…" Jacob quickly shook his head. "I would never… I returned all the way from Dubai to apologize!""Apologize?" Raymond smiled faintly, and he did not play dumb this time as he asked bluntly, "Did you come back because of Zachary Evan's post?"Knowing he couldn't deny it any longer, Jacob nodded, "Yeah…"Raymond nodded and said calmly, "That's unnecessary. I was the one who benefited in the end."Jacob wasn't quite keeping up—thinking that Raymond was just trying to be nice by telling him he didn't have to apologize, he quickly pulled out his phone.Tapping on it and bringing up his transaction records, he handed it to Raymond reverently, "Mr. Cole, I understan
The cabbie chuckled. "You're a local yet you're heading to Antique Street right away as soon as you land instead of going home? And you're still saying you're not trying to pick up a killer bargain deal?"Come on, man—it's not just you, I want that too. We cabbies work ourselves to death only for ten thousand per month at best while our friend over there made twenty million in one night. I could keep driving cabs for the rest of my life and still not make that much money."Jacob knew that the cabbie must be talking about Raymond and became even more miserable then, grumbling unhappily, "I'm going to Antique Street for business—I'm not trying to pick up some missed bargain.""No? Then you didn't hear what happened yesterday?"The cabbie was immediately curious, and without waiting for Jacob's answer, he exclaimed happily, "Look, man—it was so ridiculous not even Hollywood would put it in their script. There were these fools who were trying to sell an antique trader a replica, but th