Ruby saw Mr. Chardon entering the villa that was in a deserted place. She initially thought that Mr. Chardon would be able to annihilate the Ackers easily tonight and make a significant achievement in the Qing Eliminating Society. She believed that she would only need to observe from the shadows and report everything accurately to the British Lord later. However, she never expected that just when Mr. Chardon entered the villa, a helicopter swiftly approached from the other end of the mountain, directly flying over the villa in the center of Willow Manor. Before she could comprehend who would arrive by helicopter at this moment, a black figure had jumped directly from the roaring helicopter. The helicopter was still in a fast descent, and with the considerable height of dozens of meters above the ground, she did not expect that the person would be able to land steadily on the ground.The helicopter ascended with all its strength the moment the man landed. The black shadow did not
In other words, the real-time positions of the two of them were updated twice per second on the monitoring terminal where the British Lord was located. Moreover, their positioning system utilized the most professional high-precision maps available today with an accuracy level measured in centimeters and the actual error did not exceed ten centimeters.When the British Lord saw Mr. Chardon’s red dot entering the gate of the villa, it was clear to him that Mr. Chardon had already entered. At that moment, the British Lord also believed that in just a few minutes, the Ackers would become Mr. Chardon’s victims.However, just as the British Lord was waiting for Mr. Chardon to report news of his victory, the two blinking coordinates suddenly went completely dark! This sudden turn of events surprised the British Lord, and there was a sudden thud in his heart.The extinguishing of these coordinates signaled that the information transmission between him and the other party had been interrupte
At this moment, Charlie dashed through the mountains, leading Mr. Chardon in a swift pursuit toward the mountain. Both of them moved at an incredible speed, effortlessly navigating through the hilly terrain with dense trees as if they were walking on flat ground, and it seemed as if they were flying. Mr. Chardon had exerted all his strength to stay close to Charlie. While running, he had to keep his eyes wide open, concentrating intensely to avoid the surrounding trees and rocky terrain. After covering a distance of one or two kilometers, he looked extremely disheveled.However, even with his full effort, Charlie maintained a stable and safe distance, which caused Mr. Chardon to feel extremely frustrated. He could only continue chasing Charlie as he was unable to seize an opportunity to launch an attack. Regardless of whether he was to use the wooden sword provided by the British Lord or the Thunderstrike wood that he had purchased from Zachary to launch an attack, he needed to fo
In an instant, an invisible rotating blade shot out from the wooden sword. Charlie could clearly sense the tremendous energy contained in that blade, resembling the sudden release of propellers from a high-speed helicopter!Charlie was well aware of his insufficient combat skills and lack of experience, so he did not dare to slack off. When he saw the rotating blade demolishing everything in its path, cutting off countless branches and leaves, he seized the opportunity and shouted loudly, “Do you think you’re the only one who can cut?!”With that said, a Soul Blade swiftly shot out, and the invisible giant Soul Blade headed toward the rotating blade at an extremely fast speed! In the blink of an eye, the two forces collided, producing a loud explosion in the air between them. The trees that were once lush and vibrant, within a radius of several dozen meters, suddenly shed all their leaves like pouring rain!The immense impact even caused Charlie and Mr. Chardon to retreat several st
He heard a deafening sound as a tremendous force suddenly collided with his arms. The sensation was as if a heavily loaded train was rushing toward him at an incredibly fast speed. The Reiki that Mr. Chardon had gathered in his arms was instantly dispersed by this immense force! His arms also experienced a sharp pain, and he felt as if they were broken.However, that was not the end of it. The massive impact caused Mr. Chardon’s body to be pushed back dozens of meters before he could barely stabilize himself.Mr. Chardon, who had just managed to stand firm, immediately spat out a mouthful of blood. He had lost almost all sensation in his two arms, and his entire chest felt as if it had been shattered as he suffered significant internal injuries.However, Mr. Chardon could not anticipate that while he had just managed to steady himself, Charlie would rapidly approach him at an alarming speed!Amidst his astonishment, Mr. Chardon was about to resist with all his might when he sudde
Mr. Chardon roared, "Thunder, come!" with a powerful and majestic momentum.According to the scene Mr. Chardon had envisioned in his mind, after his thunderous shout, the sky should be covered with dark clouds and rolling with muffled thunder. Following that, a lightning bolt as thick as a water bucket would descend from the sky, striking Charlie’s head directly. He firmly believed that even if this lightning bolt could not hit Charlie directly, it would render him completely powerless to resist. By then, Mr. Chardon would have ten thousand ways to torture him and force him to reveal all his secrets.However, after Mr. Chardon shouted ‘Thunder, come!’, no dark clouds appeared in the sky like last time, nor were there any roaring thunder or lightning.The night sky in Aurous Hill tonight was exceptionally clear, and coupled with minimal light pollution in the mountainous area, one could look up and see a crescent moon and a sky full of stars.When Mr. Chardon saw that there were n
Mr. Chardon saw the Thunder Order in Charlie’s hand and immediately recognized it as a treasure made of Thunderstrike wood. Although he did not know how to craft magical instruments, he was familiar with the quality of raw materials. The Thunderstrike wood in Charlie’s hand had a long history and was unmistakably a top-grade Thunderstrike wood, at first glance.He had a shocked expression as he blurted out, “What… What is going on? Where did you get that magical instrument?!” Charlie sneered and said, “To be honest with you, I was the one who crafted both of these Thunderstrike woods. It’s just that mine is the father, and yours is the son. Although the son is usually arrogant, he has to behave when he meets the father, so it will naturally become silent!”Mr. Chardon was furious and yelled, “Damn you! Do you think an old man such as myself is not educated at all? Do you think I'll believe in such nonsense?!”Charlie said with a smile, “You don’t believe me? I'll demonstrate it fo
Moreover, Mr. Chardon knew that the only magical technique he could cast remotely was the blade from the British Lord’s wooden sword. In contrast, Charlie’s techniques included an invisible blade similar to his and heavenly thunder descending directly from the sky. Mr. Chardon’s wooden sword could not harm Charlie, and he had nowhere to hide from the heavenly thunder. Therefore, if this continued, he would undoubtedly be worn down by Charlie. The only solution was for him to engage in close combat with him!With this in mind, Mr. Chardon clenched his teeth and yelled coldly, “Young lad, either you die, or I perish today!” After saying this, he infused Reiki into his legs and unleashed the technique of teleportation that the British Lord had taught him as he rushed toward Charlie at an eerie speed, which resembled a space jump. The greatest advantage of this technique was its elusive trajectory, making it difficult for the opponent to harm him and simultaneously shortening the di
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
It was nighttime in Dubai as Jacob dragged his weary body from the hotel back to the airport.As he was flying economy this time, he was left sitting at the hard bench near the boarding terminal, waiting for it to open.While he waited, his heart was torn as he tapped into the website of the Aurous Hill Charity Fund, found their donation account, and wired the entire 300 thousand he had made over to them.He had picked the Aurous Hill Charity Fund because the circles of antique collectors in Aurous Hill were all discussing how Raymond had donated half of the 20 million he had made to that same charity fund.After Raymond skyrocketed to prominence in Antique Street and became a star, it could not be denied that people admired his profound ability.However, there were also people who envied his skill in turning the tables just as there were those who were jealous he had made twenty million in a single night.Still, Raymond moved fast—soon after word spread that he had made twenty m
Elaine quickly asked, "Well, what if you can't get it done?"Jacob was apprehensive even as he sighed. "If they really pressed the issue, guess I can't even stay at the Calligraphy and Painting Association now… We will see. If things get bad, I'll just resign. I won't ask for much right now, just as long as I don't have to go to jail."Elaine nodded. "Then you should try to reason things out with Raymond Cole or ask for Charlie's help if push comes to shove. Being humiliated is still better than prison.""Okay!"-It was nighttime at Aurous Hill by the time Elaine and Jacob arrived at their hotel.Charlie and Claire had just had dinner, and Claire pulled out her phone, saying, "I just checked my flight app, and it says my parents should have landed two hours ago. They are probably at the hotel, so I'll check in on them with a video call."She had yet to open her WhatsApp when Elaine called her on a video call.Jacob was planning to check in with Claire and Charlie to put their
Hearing what Jacob had said, Elaine became anxious and pressed him as he hung up, "What's going on? You're leaving? But we just got here! My shoes have just caught Dubai dirt, so why are we leaving so soon—"However, Jacob was wiping the sweat off his brow as he mumbled quietly, "Well, at this point, I have to leave or I won't be vice president anymore."Elaine immediately fumed. "We've been married for half our lives, and this is supposed to be our honeymoon, yet we're just leaving? I've posted about this on social media too—there are plenty of people who're waiting for more posts on our trip!"And don't forget—we spent a lot on our flight tickets and our hotels! The hotel bookings can't be refunded either!"Jacob scowled dolefully. "Well, what can we do? Why don't you stay? I'll go home and get this sorted out first….""Well, how long would that take?" Elaine asked."How should I know?" Jacob sighed, uneasy and annoyed. "Don Albert is saying I have to go back and donate the 300
"But I spent 98 thousand on that bronze sculpture!" Jacob exclaimed in agitation before he knew it. "I made 300 thousand from it, and that means my profit was 200 thousand at best, but I'm supposed to return that to him as well?! That means I'd have lost my own capital too!""I can't help you if you can't bear to part with that money, Mr. Wilson," Don Albert said quietly. "In that case, you'll just have to handle it yourself.""Wait, wait, wait!" Jacob immediately became antsy and cried out right then, "Please, Don Albert! I'll return the money! I'll return it, alright?! The entirety of my profits—202 thousand, okay? At least let me keep the money I spent, okay?""By that reasoning, Mr. Wilson, when a phone scammer is told by the cops to return the money they've made from defrauding, should he be allowed to keep the money he spent on telco charges? ""Oh, I…" Jacob was left stumped and could not come up with an answer.Don Albert then pressed on, "Mr. Wilson, I've offered a prom