With that said, Vera bent her knees and was about to kneel down.When the abbess saw this, she quickly stepped forward, supporting Vera's body before she could kneel down, and she said, “Miss Lavor has witnessed the vicissitudes of the world for hundreds of years. I dare not overstep in front of you. Please refrain from this grand gesture.”As she supported Vera, she continued, “Miss Lavor, you should surely know of the mysteries of fate. Even in the Book of Changes and the Eight Diagrams, the slightest changes could lead to vastly different outcomes. If I say too much, there is a risk of causing a backlash. If you truly wish to help Mr. Wade, it is best to minimize the variables. I can clearly tell you that there are dangers ahead for Mr. Wade, and you only need to ensure that Mr. Wade can give up moving forward. This would be the best outcome. Too much knowledge for either you or Mr. Wade could lead to even greater variables.”When Vera heard the abbess's words about her witnessin
Vera could guess the meaning behind the abbess's words, so she asked, “Master, are you saying that Master Marcius Stark’s ability to be reborn depends entirely on Mr. Wade?”The abbess said noncommittally, “I have already said too much. Please digest some of these questions on your own but remember not to let Mr. Wade know about these things.”When Vera saw that the abbess didn't want to say more, she quickly asked, “Master, do you have any other instructions?”The abbess clasped her hands together respectfully and said, “No. I have heard of you for a long time, Miss Lavor. Seeing you today has fulfilled a wish of mine. Mr. Wade is still waiting at the foot of the mountain, so you should go down the mountain quickly and persuade him to return to Aurous Hill.”Vera, unwilling to give up, hastily asked, “Master, what should Mr. Wade do next? If he can't move forward today, I'm afraid Mr. Wade will be in trouble. Where should Mr. Wade go from here? Please tell me!”The abbess's expre
Charlie spoke up, “Neither of us has figured out the other party's identity yet. I can't abandon everything we've planned just because the other party said a few words.”Vera said anxiously, “Young Master, someone knew we were coming here and even calculated our route in advance to wait for us. This proves that the other person knows both of us very well. Even if she has no ill intentions toward us, we have to admit the fact that our identities are exposed. If we continue moving forward under these circumstances, regardless of whether she's an enemy or a friend, the situation is likely to be very unfavorable for us.”Charlie was momentarily stunned by Vera's words. They made him reconsider the situation once again. As Vera said, regardless of whether the abbess was a friend or an enemy, their exposure was already a fact. Since she knew about them, it meant that others might also know about them. If he insisted on continuing to move forward, apart from the risk of encountering danger,
Meanwhile, at the foot of the mountain where Quiant Monastery was located, Charlie still hadn't decided to abandon the journey. Leaving like this would indeed leave him feeling dissatisfied. However, Vera's analysis made sense as well. If someone went through the trouble to warn them, it would be too arrogant of them to insist on going forward against the person’s advice. The thought of being arrogant suddenly dawned on Charlie, and he realized that his current strength was far from enough when facing the unknown. After pondering for a moment, he sighed and admitted, “That abbess is probably right. My strength is even inferior to Fleur's. I shouldn't be overly confident. Besides, she knows our information and movements, which means she's not an ordinary person.” As he spoke, Charlie looked at Vera and said seriously, “Miss Lavor, you are smarter than me, you think deeper than I do and see even more clearly than I do. Since you are also advising me to stop, I will listen to you an
Although he still looked visibly upset, she decided to comfort and console him. So, she took Charlie's arm and turned around to head back the way they came. As they walked, Charlie kept his head down, and Vera thought of ways to lighten his mood. She then asked him expectantly, “Young Master, do you think the Mother of Pu’er Tea has grown and sprouted more leaves over these past few days?”Charlie casually replied, “She should have grown a bit, and as for the leaves, it shouldn't be a problem if a few more tender shoots sprout.”Vera smiled and said, “Then, after we return, I'll pluck those newly sprouted tender shoots, dry them, and brew them for you to taste.”Charlie asked her curiously, “Isn't the process of making Pu'er tea quite complicated? After processing, doesn't it need to be stored and fermented?”Vera chuckled and said, “In fact, it can actually be drunk right after drying, though it will lack the fermented taste. However, it still has a fresh and mild flavor. Generall
Vera's words made Charlie a bit cautious. He couldn't help but ask her, “Do you think there's something off about her identity?”Vera nodded gently, affirming, “I've encountered some monks who are quite knowledgeable in Buddhism in the past. They all strictly adhere to Buddhist teachings, often quoting scriptures and using Buddhist wisdom in their daily lives and conversations. In simpler terms, even in everyday life, they always relate everything back to Buddhism. But for that abbess, apart from mentioning Amitabha, she rarely talked about Buddhism. So, I suddenly felt that she might not truly be an abbess.”Charlie became alert and said, “If she's not a real abbess, that means she was disguising herself as one here in order to wait for us. Regardless of whether she's an enemy or a friend, there must be another force at work behind her apart from the Qing Eliminating Society.”Vera nodded, saying seriously, “But don't worry too much, Young Master. I think they're definitely not ene
Charlie nodded and said, “Okay. Let's go up and have a look first.”-When the two arrived at the entrance of Quiant Monastery, the main gate was already tightly shut. However, when Charlie pushed it gently, the gate opened with a creaking sound.Charlie stepped inside, looked at the sturdy wooden bolt behind the gate, and furrowed his brows as he said, “It seems as if they knew we were coming and purposely left the gate open for us.”Vera's expression was somewhat shocked as she murmured, “They've taken every step that we are going to take into account…”Charlie chuckled self-deprecatingly, saying, “That’s right. I thought we were hiding well, but it turns out that they know everything. The key is they can anticipate everything. I really can’t wrap my head around it.”Vera sighed, feeling somewhat disheartened as she said, “For over three hundred years, I've always prided myself on my intellect, but now, it seems I can't compare to them at all.”Charlie smiled and said, “That's
Vera looked defeated as she looked at the three sticks of sandalwood incense that was about to burn out. She was somewhat confused as she said to Charlie, “They can even anticipate our last-minute plans. Who are they?!”Charlie shook his head. “I can't figure it out either. It feels like someone is given a God’s perspective.”With that said, he walked through the main hall, intending to explore the back courtyard, but he was drawn to a wooden door at the rear corner of the main hall.He carefully pushed open the door and found a small room of about five or six square meters inside. He glanced around but saw nothing aside from a simple wooden chair and a small wooden table less than half a meter wide. However, there was a special fragrance in the room, which was refreshing and invigorating.Upon closer inspection, Charlie noticed a string of beads on the small wooden table, which was almost the same color as the table itself. The beads, with a diameter of about one centimeter each,
Zachary nodded repeatedly. "Mr. Montague? Very well!""Yes!" Jacob grinned smugly. "Longer last names are simply better—it just sounds so authoritative."With that agreed upon, both men alighted, where the master was waiting nearby.Seeing them get off, he hurried over to them, smiling, "Please, follow me."Zachary looked around and huffed, "Honestly, Mr. Cardensky, isn't this way too far from the highway? The road is narrow and terrible, and I have to park my car all the way out here. Just coming here is taxing."Mr. Cardensky smiled in turn. "My friend, that's exactly why we picked this place. Do you remember seeing a couple of cars parked by the road, occupying half of it?""We arranged for them to be there. Anyone coming by car would have to slow down that way, buying time for us to see who they truly are. If it's cops, our watchers would quietly text us while we clean the house and bail."Zachary exclaimed in realization, "You boys really run a tight ship!""For sure," Mr.
After working in Antique Street for years, Zachary's connections and influence were naturally special. And yet, though he was acquainted with some of the more impressive individuals, he was not that close with them either.For example, the forgery masters who worked specifically to deceive experts only accepted jobs from major clients, usually antique traders high in social status and wealth.In contrast, they wouldn't ever be interested in frivolous people like Zachary. Even if he could reach them, they might not look at him twice.If one would describe them as the cartel boss, then Zachary would be a low-level enforcer, managing night joints or goofing off.But now, Zachary had turned over a new leaf—he worked under Don Albert, so one of those masters was pleasantly surprised when he called one of them, inviting him to his own workshop for a visit and further discussion.As such, Zachary picked up Jacob and went over to the master's hideout where the latter worked on his count
Zachary was naturally shrewd enough to read Jacob's intention.In reality, he wasn't offering to pay just because he wanted the profit. He merely wanted to get in Jacob's good graces. After all, wouldn't Jacob be even more grateful that he wasn't just helping his revenge but also helping him make money?As such, he didn't hesitate to tell Jacob, "Well, chief—since you'll be paying, I will make sure that you will get every cent of profit that you deserve."Jacob was grinning ear-to-ear, but he said, "Oh, you don't have to! If we really are making a profit, there's no way I would let your good work go unrewarded!"Spreading his arms, he continued generously, "How about this? I will pay the full cost while you get twenty percent of the net profit!"Zachary laughed. "Now, that can wait, chief. We need to pay as soon as we decide on the item we want, and there's no time for buyer's regret. But if Raymond doesn't take the bait, all that money will go down the drain, and whether we can s
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