A sudden shout from outside the crowd made everyone involuntarily look over. Neither Moses nor Gustavo expected someone to intervene at this moment. Just as everyone was clueless, Charlie pushed the people around aside and walked to the front of Gustavo and Moses. The men were utterly stunned and didn't realize that a tall and skinny man had just pushed them aside. Before they could come to their senses, Charlie had already walked past them. Staring skeptically at Charlie's foreign face, Moses pointed at Charlie angrily and asked, "Who the hell are you? Do you want to die?" With that, he gestured to two men around him and shouted, "Take him out and kick his ass!" Upon hearing this, the two men immediately approached Charlie while rubbing their hands. They were judging Charlie while approaching him. Charlie was tall and thin and looked like someone who never exercised. Meanwhile, both of them were muscular and large. They assumed that beating Charlie up was a piece of cak
Moses froze momentarily, then looked at Charlie and yelled, "Oh, my God! Charlie! It's you!" Moses's reaction stunned everyone. They thought that Charlie was out of his mind for getting mixed up in Moses's business, and he had even outrageously addressed himself as Moses's father's close friend. They assumed that Moses would be very pissed about it. To their bewilderment, Moses acknowledged the connection. At this moment, Moses excitedly stepped forward, held Charlie's right hand, and beamed. "It's so nice to see you again! Why are you here?" Everyone was utterly startled, including Gustavo. On the other hand, Charlie snarked in a calm tone, "You don't own the prison, do you? Why can't I be here? You've made mistakes, and so have I!" "Yes, yes." Moses nodded respectfully. "You're right." Charlie rolled his eyes, pointed at Gustavo, and commanded, "Do me a favor and don't kill him for now." "Alright!" Moses agreed without hesitation. "I won't kill him! You have my word
Gustavo pleaded, "Sir, please help me. I'll reward you 100 million dollars if I can get out of here alive!" "Tsk," Charlie smirked contemptuously. "You can live now thanks to me. We don't know if you can survive until the next dinner, alright? Are you still thinking about gaining control over your family? Don't forget that you're sentenced to life. You're locked in here forever." "I-I..." Gustavo faltered. "What should I do now..." "Stay by my side," Charlie said lightly. "I'll protect you. Tell the guards you'll move into my cell today. I'll protect you 24/7." Gustavo couldn't understand why Charlie would help him despite his current despairing situation. Many thoughts flashed across his mind, and one thing stood out. 'Damn!' he thought. 'Is he gay? He must be... Why else would he help me and protect me? He even wants me to move into his cell…’ 'B-But what does he like about me? I'm old...' Not getting any response from Gustavo, Charlie bellowed coldly, "Listen, I won't he
Moses's men were still bewildered and shocked by this sudden revelation. Moses had devised the assassination of Gustavo for so many days, but just as he was about to succeed, Charlie popped up out of nowhere and stopped the plan. He even claimed to be Moses's friend. What was even more outrageous was that Moses immediately withdrew the plan after a word from Charlie. Nevertheless, they knew their loyalty was recognized since Moses had chosen them as part of the team to implement the plan. Hence, despite their perplexity and curiosity, they obeyed Moses's order to halt the assassination. On the other hand, Charlie knew that this matter was not over yet. The conflict today had caused Gustavo's men to be beaten to the pulp. Even if the Rothschild family were indifferent, the warden would intervene and investigate it. Furthermore, Moses owed Gustavo's son an explanation since he hadn't killed Gustavo. Therefore, he needed to cool things down between the two parties and preve
"No." Gustavo answered in an earnest tone, "He's weird. He rarely contacts the inmates and only comes to inspect the jail a few times a year. We don't see him much. Even if I want to see him, I’ll have to make an appointment in advance. If he agrees to see me, he'll meet me in the private reception room.""What?" Charlie responded, perplexed. "Do you always meet in the reception room? Have you been to his office?" "No." Charlie asked again, "Can you meet him at his office?" "No." Gustavo shook his head. "The management is very strict. I don't know what their internal office looks like." Charlie queried curiously, "But I heard that you have a lot of freedom here. You can even sneak out to spend the night outside. Have you never been to their office?" Gustavo explained, "Yeah, I can leave the prison sometimes, but we made a deal about it. Every time I want to go out, I have to pretend that I'm sick. The doctor will give a note that I need to spend the night at the infirmary. A
Gustavo knew his status in the prison was unrivaled, not even by Moses, as long as no one knew his son wanted to kill him. Therefore, he still enjoyed the unique status and privilege in Brooklyn Prison. After the arrangement of the two girls, he called Bruce Weinstein, the prison warden. As soon as the call was answered, he subtly said, "Bruce, I wonder if you're free tonight. A batch of new stuff is coming in tonight. Perhaps you can help me inspect them?" Bruce crowed in excitement when he heard this. "Oh, I'm free tonight. Mr. Sanchez, do you mean what you say?" Although Bruce was a member of the Rothschild family, he was nothing more than a servant. Being a servant of the family and only serving as a prison warden showed that he couldn't enjoy the luxurious life of the privileged. In order to secure his privileges in the prison, Gustavo made many arrangements to please Bruce, which was considered an eye-opener for him. Hence, Bruce was over the moon when Gustavo told hi
Gustavo subconsciously covered his face and hurriedly confirmed, "Don't worry, Mr. Wade. I won't do it again, I promise!" Charlie nodded in satisfaction. All of a sudden, several guards appeared at the door leading to the guards' office in the dining room, and one of them shouted through the gate, "Gustavo Sanchez, come out. You have visitors!" Gustavo hurriedly hinted to Charlie, "Mr. Wade, they're calling for us. Let's go." With a nod, Charlie said to Moses, "Listen carefully. Tell your boys not to tell anyone about what happened here, or I'll kill you.""Don't worry," Moses replied attentively. "You have my word." Charlie nodded again and commanded, "Also, tell Gustavo's boys that it's a misunderstanding. Calm them down."He then turned to Gustavo and ordered, "Tell your boys to never tell anyone about this or ask anyone out there to help you. You don't know how many people your son has bribed." Trembling with fear, Gustavo quavered, "I don't think I can't trust my men
The reception room at Brooklyn Prison was not in the office area or the prison area but in a transitional area between the two. Because of its location, the reception room was not far from the prison area. Once they exited the iron gate, they walked a distance along a corridor and arrived at the reception rooms. Nonetheless, the reception rooms at Brooklyn Prison were divided into different categories. First was the regular reception room, which was used by all inmates. There were dozens of tables in the room, and the inmates would meet their families and lawyers there. It was the reception room with the least privacy as several guards would be watching, and many prisoners would meet their visitors at the same time. Physical contact and exchange of objects were strictly prohibited. Those with slightly special identities could get a relatively small private reception room which guaranteed a certain level of privacy. There were no other prisoners and visitors in the room, and onl
At ten o'clock in the morning, a private jet converted from a Boeing 747-8 landed at Aurous Airport. Once Julien, heir of the Rothschild family, and his entourage had arrived, customs clearance was completed as quickly as possible. The family's staff stationed in Oskia had been waiting for his arrival. Although it was unknown when Julien would be in power, for them, he was the second-in-command of the family, so they treated him with great respect. As Julien left the airport, a Cadillac convoy was parked outside. These vehicles were all ordered by the Rothschild family from the United States, featuring the same models as those used by the president. Although they didn't appear as extravagant and luxurious as Rolls-Royce cars, each of these vehicles costs much more than a Rolls-Royce Phantom. In fact, the old money families had already abandoned Rolls-Royce a long time ago. Nowadays, Rolls-Royce wonders were more often young second-generation rich individuals or those who su
Before Sonia could fully understand the meaning behind Charlie's words, he had already reached out and gently tapped her shoulder. In that instant, Sonia felt her previously sealed sixth meridian completely open! Her cultivation immediately broke through into the six-star warrior rank. Every advancement in a small realm brought a refreshing feeling, and Sonia clearly sensed the changes within herself. She was instantly overwhelmed with excitement, unable to control her tears of joy. Just a few minutes ago, she was feeling frustrated and desperate about her future cultivation, but Charlie had so generously opened her sixth meridian for her. To be clear, even if Charlie hadn't sealed her three meridians, she still wouldn't have reached the stage of breakthrough to a six-star warrior yet. Even though she was in the late stages of becoming a five-star warrior, it would have taken at least a few more years to make a breakthrough. What Charlie did not only removed the shackles on
At one point, Sonia thought about summoning the courage to go to Charlie and beg him for mercy. But upon the thought of her previous arrogance and outrageous remarks, she resisted the urge. Thus, she became even more depressed and sat cross-legged, staring at the floor. Charlie only needed a glance to notice Sonia's dejection. After all, in a crowd of people cheering excitedly, she sat there silently, looking completely out of place. Charlie knew very well that Sonia's frustration was undoubtedly because he had sealed her meridians. On her own, she no longer had the possibility of further advancement. Recalling her earlier disrespectful remarks, he chalked it up to the personality of a young martial arts fanatic. It wasn't that Charlie was petty or unwilling to let go of past grievances, but the key issue was that he had already opened all of her meridians in one go. If he were to seal them back up, she would instantly become a master at the Great Perfection Realm of Illu
Albert then selected a few students to help him distribute a bottle of oral fluid to everyone. Even Caden, who had already reached the Great Perfection Realm of the Illuminating Realm, got his share. After the distribution, Charlie said, "What you're holding in your hands is a special supplement for strengthening the body and the meridians. After you take it, it will help your cultivation. If you happen to be at the critical stage of a realm breakthrough, you might be able to complete the breakthrough with this bottle of supplement." Everyone was especially excited when they heard that it was a medicine that could improve cultivation. For martial artists, the most valuable things were complete internal capabilities and supplements that could improve strength. Many martial artists spent their entire lives in arduous cultivation without ever receiving the assistance of any medicinal elixir. At times, they could feel that they were just one step away from breaking through to the nex
The people in the audience answered in unison, "Yes!" Some even said loudly, "Not only that, but it is extremely beneficial!" "Yes! The improvement is indeed very significant!" "My personal understanding of martial arts has also become much clearer!" Among the crowd, Sonia gathered the courage to say loudly, "Since coming here, cultivation has truly been twice as effective!" Charlie recognized her voice and curiously asked, "Miss Letterman, you trained under Master Howton too when you were in the United States, and it is the same here. Why does this place make you feel that way?" "I... Uh..." Sonia was taken aback as she did not expect Charlie to direct a question to her, so she stuttered nervously. "I speak only the truth and am not exaggerating. The reason I feel it is twice as effective lies mainly in three factors." With that, she paused briefly, gathered her thoughts, and continued, "The first reason is that when the Taoist Sect was in America, Master Howton was not
The next morning, Charlie met up with Nanako and drove to Champs Elys together. He wanted to send Nanako to the villa halfway up the mountain so that she could concentrate on improving her control of Reiki while he himself would take the oral fluid and distribute it to all the martial arts students. At the same time, Julien had already crossed the Pacific Ocean in a private plane, getting closer and closer to Aurous Hill with only a few hours left. While Charlie was on his way, Caden said to over 400 martial arts students who were doing morning training, "Guys, I have good news for you. Master Wade will come to see you later with gifts. He will give them to you personally." The students were excited upon hearing this. Aurora, Rosalie, the Harker family members, and the members of Ten Thousand Armies all knew that Charlie had a special medicine that could enhance the cultivation of martial arts. Although Sonia wasn't familiar with this, ever since she had arrived in Oskia, she c
Charlie dropped the formalities and said, "Thank you very much then, Miss Fox." "You're welcome, Mr. Wade," Kathleen said. "It's my honor to serve you." After reaching an agreement with Kathleen, Charlie then called Doris. Doris hadn't received a call from Charlie in a long time, so her voice was filled with excitement as she said, "Mr. Wade, what can I do for you?" Charlie replied, "Are you familiar with the situation at Sonfo Valley? I want to acquire the entire area, but I can't do it too conspicuously, so I can't offer a price that's too outrageous to avoid drawing attention. Do you think that will be difficult?" "Sonfo Valley..." Doris thought for a moment before speaking, "Sonfo Valley is an older residential area. After I took over Emgrand, I reviewed the company's previous documents. That land was actually something Emgrand considered competing for initially, but later, they gave up because the surrounding area lacked supporting infrastructure. It's located in the mou
Jacob rolled his eyes in annoyance and jeered, "Do you think money from rich families grows on trees? Working for wealthy people is just about the market price. Are you saying the janitor sweeping the floors at Apple makes a million dollars a year?" "You really have some nerve, Jacob Wilson!" Elaine scoffed and scolded. "How can you compare our sweet daughter to a janitor? So, in your eyes, Claire is on the same level as a janitor at Apple?" "That's not what I meant!" Jacob snapped and quickly explained, "What I'm saying is, even if you're working for Apple, you just earn what you're supposed to earn. Claire has done well in her field, and earning a few million a year is already pretty good. It's only been a short time since she went to the U.S. yet you're already expecting Miss Fox to pay her tens of millions? That's ridiculous!" Elaine rolled her eyes and disdainfully snarled, "Clearly, you don't understand the ways of the world. Miss Fox had Charlie help with Feng Shui multipl
Noticing Elaine's disappointment, Charlie quickly spoke up, "Honey, when are you coming back? Have you set a time?" Claire replied, "I plan to first finalize the project's documents and progress here as well as resolve any outstanding issues. If there's nothing else, I'll go back. If I can't finish today, it will probably be the day after tomorrow at the latest." "Have you checked the flights?" Charlie asked. "Are there any suitable flights for the day after tomorrow?" Claire replied, "Miss Fox suggested arranging her family's private jet to send me back, but I feel bad about it. A flight on a private jet costs over a million, and I can't let them spend that money." Elaine quickly interrupted, "Then just take a regular flight back and let her give you the money for the private jet. Convert it into a million!" Charlie hurriedly said, "They have plenty of planes. Even when they're not in use, they have to be maintained. The actual cost of flying one more trip isn't that high. B