With that said, Charlie added, “By the way, Miss Lavor, please have Mr. Sandsor come over so that I can discuss the surveillance matters with him.”Vera stood up and said, “Please wait a moment, Young Master. I'll call Mr. Sandsor.”Soon, Emmett, who looked much younger, hurriedly arrived at the top courtyard.As soon as he entered the courtyard, he said respectfully, “Miss, Mr. Wade, what can I do for you?”Vera asked, “Is there a way to gather all the surveillance footage from Yorkshire Hill from the past few days without alerting anyone?”Emmett replied, “Miss, as long as it belongs to the municipal surveillance, it can be accessed within the system. Given my high authority, I can retrieve it without leaving any trace. Just tell me which surveillance you need to gather.”Vera nodded, recalling that Fleur had appeared at Mount Turtle Back at around 11:00 a.m. yesterday, so she said, “Retrieve all the surveillance footage from Stoneridge first.”Emmett said, “Okay, please wait
At this moment, there were very few cars on the highway. Occasionally, a car would pass by, but nobody paid much attention to the woman parked in the emergency lane. Although parking on the emergency lane was theoretically not allowed, there were few surveillance cameras on this highway in the mountains. In addition, with low traffic and the beautiful scenery, tired drivers often chose to stop and admire the view. So, it wasn't an unusual sight for anyone.The vehicles passing by in a hurry did not surprise Fleur, but she was puzzled by the hundred-meter-high bridge spanning between two mountains, connecting two tunnels. She knew this was the closest point on the highway to where her master used to meditate.However, since this area was nearly uninhabited and there were no exits on the highway for tens of kilometers in either direction. This meant that if she wanted to reach her destination quickly, she could only jump from here. Otherwise, she'd have to exit the highway dozens of
Fleur's thoughts stirred, and she then wrapped the off-road vehicle with numerous broken branches, concealing it thoroughly. After that, she straightened her clothes and walked toward the depths of the mountains without looking back.-Meanwhile, all surveillance videos from Stoneridge had been transferred by Emmett's subordinates to a special cloud server. After giving the server address and password to Vera, Vera, along with Charlie, watched the surveillance videos on a laptop in her room.Although Mount Turtle Back had no surveillance, based on Fleur's time of arrival, Vera quickly found her figure on the surveillance footage at the entrance to the mountain. Starting from this surveillance camera, they traced back to Stoneridge Ancient Town, covering all of Fleur's routes within the surveillance range.As a result, the two easily found Fleur's off-road vehicle in the parking lot. In Oskia, while people might escape surveillance, it was nearly impossible for vehicles to do so. An
Charlie was well aware that this time, he wasn't searching for Fleur herself, but rather for the place she intended to go. When he released the portrait of Marcius, Fleur immediately silenced the Qing Eliminating Society, proving her intense fear. However, the more fearful she was, the more she stealthily came to Oskia alone and went to Mount Tason. This indicated her urgency.Charlie speculated that she was probably searching for the secrets left behind by Marcius and perhaps the ‘secret to longevity’ mentioned by Mr. Chardon earlier. So, after Fleur left Mount Tason, he planned to enter and search for it. Regardless of whether he found anything, at the very least, he wouldn't be risking danger unnecessarily.Meanwhile, in Mount Tason, Fleur was like a heroine from a martial arts film as she swiftly moved through the dense forests between the mountains, almost as if the steep mountains and deep forests were nothing before her. Although she ventured deeper into the mountains, her p
Moreover, these stone pillars were numerous and placed in a disorderly manner, resembling a stone forest. Upon seeing these seemingly randomly placed stone pillars, Fleur did not look surprised at all. Instead, she touched them somewhat emotionally and murmured, “Master, Elijah, I’m back.”With that said, she stepped into the stone forest and navigated through it according to a specific pattern.This stone forest was the Nine Palace Formation set up by her master, Marcius, before his death. The brilliance of this formation lay in the fact that without knowing the method to break the formation, it was impossible to find a real exit from any position within the stone forest.The only way for outsiders to break the formation was to destroy all the stone pillars, leaving none behind. However, this formation was originally set up by Marcius to protect his secret dwelling. According to his plan, as soon as someone forcefully intruded, he would be informed immediately even before the int
Fleur, who was doubtful, promptly stepped toward the inner stone chamber.Initially, Marcius's stone chamber only had this outer chamber. Marcius, in his second five hundred years of cultivation, had already achieved fasting, spending his days in meditation without the need for sleep, food, or even bathroom breaks.After bringing Fleur and Elijah back to his cave, Marcius used his sword to create two bedrooms for them as well as a kitchen and a toilet. In order to ensure his own cultivation wasn't disturbed, he also carved out another stone chamber for himself.Therefore, there were now five stone chambers here. Fleur inspected the first four chambers, and when she reached the location of the fifth, there was no sign of the fifth stone chamber. The entrance to the original fifth chamber was now a smooth, unmarked stone wall.As Fleur felt the smooth stone wall, she spoke up and said, “Master, when your end approached years ago, you called me and Elijah here to entrust matters to us
She suspiciously pondered, “That old man has reached the end of his thousand-year lifespan, so he's definitely dead. This is probably a formation he left behind to stop others from finding his chamber and discovering his corpse as his end approaches!”She immediately turned around, retrieved the sword that had been knocked away, and thought coldly, ‘Hmph! Since it's a formation, no matter how strong its abilities are, they will eventually be exhausted. I will break this stone wall today and uncover the truth!’With that in mind, Fleur swung the sword with her left hand, once again yielding her powerful Reiki, and struck the stone wall with all her might!In a flash, there was a loud bang, and before Fleur could react, she felt a tremendous force in her left hand, causing it to go numb. The sword she tightly gripped was knocked away again.The force of the rebound this time was no weaker than the previous one, leaving Fleur with a look of shock on her face. She could understand a fo
Upon hearing those words, Fleur felt a chill run from the soles of her feet to the top of her head. She had never felt this helpless and terrified since Marcius had saved her by chance over three hundred years ago on Mount Tason.The last time she had felt this panicked was when she stumbled upon Marcius' image online. But now, she suddenly realized that her master, who was supposed to have passed away over three hundred years ago, might still be alive.This realization hit her like a ton of bricks.Fleur couldn't contain her fear, and her voice trembled as she said, “Master, I… I know that I was wrong…” At that moment, a furious shout echoed in Fleur's ears. Marcius's voice was filled with extreme coldness as he rebuked, “Get out now!”This rebuke struck Fleur's heart like a thunderbolt. She dared not hesitate any longer and quickly got up, trembling as she bowed toward the stone wall and said, “Master, forgive me. I… I will leave…”With that said, she turned around eagerly, dr
Zachary chuckled and continued, "Well, I went to Antique Street and asked around. Turns out our mutual friend only brought a few hundred thousand grand with him. If he messes up and loses all his money, won't it be over for him?""He won't just be broke either—he'd be humiliated and forced to fuck off from Antique Street. You'd get even then!"Jacob was at once excited.Just yesterday, Claire and Charlie were warning him that assault meant doing time.As the vice president of the Calligraphy and Painting Association and the next presidential-hopeful, he would lose his place if he was charged with assault or being an accessory to a case.However, Zachary's plan was much better. Jacob wouldn't have to take responsibility, and the damage on Raymond would be even worse!In comparison, slapping Raymond meant nothing. Watching him go broke and get humiliated would really ease his heart!With that in mind, he promptly pressed Zachary, "Are you sure that prick will mess up?""I can't a
Jacob Wilson was in his office at the Calligraphy and Painting Association, planning his itinerary in Dubai.Still, he was immediately thrilled when Zachary told him that there was progress, and he quickly said, "Come see me at the Calligraphy and Painting Association. We'll talk in my office!""Alright!" Zachary agreed to it happily. "Just wait, Mr. Wilson. I'll be right there!"Jacob then quickly told him, "By the way, remember to address me as the vice president when you're here. Got it?"Zachary was naturally sharp enough to understand why, especially around other members of the Calligraphy and Painting Association.Smiling, he said, "Don't worry, chief. You can always be at ease when I'm on the job!"Once he hung up, he drove to the Calligraphy and Painting Association at top speed.There were just a dozen people around the dozens of work cubicles although Zachary was curious about the personal effects or office tools in the cubicles.After asking around, a staff member le
Then, Mick continued, "I won't lie—Moore Group's bean counters have been eager to get rid of Vintage Deluxe for a while now. It's only Miss Moore's insistence that keeps them at bay, even occasionally coming to check on how business is going. That means she holds sentiment for this place, but if she knows that Raymond is back and doing well, she might hire him again!"Zachary could laugh right then. After all, Mick was terrible at gathering information—he could worry about anyone taking his palace, but not Raymond. The man was fired because he had insulted Master Wade's father in-law, and Miss Moore was endlessly respectful—even obedient to Master Wade. There was no chance that she would hire Raymond back after what he had done, and Mick was just being paranoid.However, Zachary did not tell Mick that.As Mick was begging him to intervene and thus owing him big time, he would also be helping Jacob Wilson get even.Two birds with one stone, so why not?With that in mind, Zachar
Zachary then said, "By the way, I have some friends who have a lot of stock. How much capital do you have, Mr. Cole? I'll check if they have stuff that suits you, and you can partner with them."When Zachary asked how much capital, he was basically asking Raymond how much he would invest in his own business and how much he could spend on taking new stock as he was buying.As such, Raymond replied modestly, "I've been chasing my tail for a while, so I didn't earn more than a few hundred thousand. I definitely would have no issue taking items with rebates, but I'm afraid I can't afford premiums.""Alright!" Zachary nodded, having discerned the scale of Zachary's capital."I'll check on what's available and see if we can get a few personal deals."Raymond nodded. "Thank you, Zachary!"Zachary smiled, shaking his head. "Mr. Crane, please buy another fruit basket for Mr. Cole—I'll pay you later."Mick quickly said, "Oh, you don't have to, Mr. Evans! It's my pleasure, no worries!"Zach
With the last stroke, Raymond got on a ladder to reach the old signboard, pasting the banner over the old shop sign.Then, he added a notice by the entrance: We buy all antiques and measure all treasures.As soon as the makeshift sign and notice were up, Mick was the first to arrive with a fruit basket to celebrate the occasion.The instant they met, he greeted Raymond warmly, "Ah, Mr. Cole! You sure are efficient—you just came back yesterday evening, and you're already setting up shop today at noon!"Raymond smiled, "Doing a small business by myself is naturally much quicker."Mick shook his head disapprovingly as he put the fruit basket by the door, "Now, now. Don't be a stranger, Mr. Cole—almost everyone in Antique Street is a friend, but you didn't tell the gang when you opened the shop! It'd hype things up when everyone comes bringing you gifts!"Raymond quickly shook his head. "Thanks for the suggestion, but I don't know if this humble trade will last. It's better to keep m
To not lose three months' worth of rent on top of that, Donald called over the owner at top speed while getting some of the friends in the antique trade to appraise what merchandise he had left.Taking losses had always been the hardest pill to swallow, but once the decision was made, there really was nothing that couldn't be given up.The owner was plenty pleased as well since that meant someone was picking up on his rental. He promptly had Donald sign the agreement transferring the last three months for the rental to Raymond while signing a new rental contract with Raymond.Raymond didn't have to pay up immediately either—he just had to start paying rent to the owner once Donald's three-month rent was up.Once the agreement was signed, every stall owner as well as owners of businesses resembling the Pearl House swarmed the premises.After all, they loved to take stock from people in the same line of business. Once a business owner decided to close shop, they wouldn't be bothered
If Donald had to maintain his business under such circumstances, the next three months would be even worse.Hence, instead of doing that, he really wanted to stop this business altogether.As for what remaining merchandise, he'd just get some fellow in the same business to take them off his hands at a lower cost while he gained his freedom sooner.Hence, he stopped Raymond, "Wait, my friend! Let's talk about this… if the hundred fifty grand transfer fee is too much for you, why don't I cut it down even more—say, a hundred grand instead?"Raymond turned and told him solemnly, "I'm not paying a transfer fee at all."Frustrated, Donald blurted, "At least give me ten grand for my troubles! My shop is good—you'd definitely make bank once you take it off my hands!"Raymond thought about it and eventually said, "How about this—if you can clear up the place by the end of the day, I will pay you five grand on top of the forty five grand that is your remaining rent, but not one cent more."
The reasoning was simple too—with businesses failing, most shops were losing money.With months left on Donald's rental contract, all he could do now was keep his business afloat while attempting to transfer the rental to someone else. At the same time, he must be prepared for the situation where no one would rent it from him, and he must honor his contract to the very last second.With the losses he had sustained up until the contract expires, he definitely wouldn't extend it. That meant packing up to leave while returning everything to the owner to claim the deposit that the owner was holding.Even now that he was asking for a transfer fee, his mindset was to get whatever he could get. By the last month, Donald would naturally give up on such pipe dreams regardless.Still, when Raymond saw the lack of merchandise in the shop, he could tell Donald's business was at its final stretch. What little he sold would serve to recuperate his losses, and there was no chance in hell he would
Elaine thought that it would be fine even if Jacob couldn't put aside his pride so soon.Right now, she had become more considerate of Jacob and could understand that men valued their pride. As such, she could just wait until they went traveling together, and they'd definitely be staying in the same room. With that, it would be more natural for them to share a room together again when they return.-Early the next day, Raymond arrived at Antique Street, coming over from an express hotel nearby.Although he had asked Trippy to look for a shop, he knew that Trippy might not really help him—he had to rely on himself for everything.But during his stroll yesterday afternoon, he had noticed plenty of shops that were being offered on rent or sublease. Business in Antique Street was likely poor, so Raymond came early to make inquiries about the rented properties.When Oskia's antique market was at its peak, Antique Street too enjoyed its golden age. Even now, the eyes of any antique p