Hence, Nanako walked a little faster to follow up with the woman before her and began apologetically, "Excuse me, miss. I didn't mean to, but I overheard your conversation about an amulet with your friend. May I know where I can get a blessed amulet from Master Jeevika?" Slightly startled at first, the woman then smiled sweetly and said, "That's simple. Just go directly to the Transmission Office at Qi Temple and say you're here by invitation to visit Master Jeevika. The monks will take you to the Serenity Hall to wait. Not many people know about this, so if you go early, you should have a chance." "Wonderful!" Nanako thanked her profusely, "Thank you so much." "You're welcome," the woman said with a smile. "You live here too? We should be neighbors then." "Yes." Nanako nodded and said, "I live on the 21st floor." The woman smiled and replied, "I live on the 9th floor. I just moved in a few days ago. My husband is busy with work all year round, and he flies frequently, so I b
Hearing Ashley's lament, Suzanne couldn't help but chuckle. "What about Claire? What do you think about her?" "Claire..." Ashley was silent for a moment before explaining seriously, "At some point, she has done a favor for Charlie, but she has neither become pregnant nor had a child after four years of marriage, so I guess that their marriage is likely more show than substance. From the things Charlie has done for her, it's clear that he has been sincere toward her. Given this situation, the problem should lie with her." She then added, "She must have her reasons. It's not fair for me to doubt her, but does this also show that she doesn't love Charlie as much or that she doesn't love him as much as he loves her?" "You're right." Suzanne nodded. "I share the same thought. Mr. Charlie would be better off divorcing her and being with either Miss Golding or Miss Ito. I can tell that these two ladies love him very much." Ashley nodded slightly. She then donned a bitter smile and lam
As they talked, the roar of a helicopter engine and the spinning rotor echoed across the valley. "That should be Jeevika," Suzanna said. "Okay." Ashley nodded. "Let him come here to see me." A few minutes later, the helicopter landed in the open space outside the courtyard, and a monk in a cassock walked up to the gate. The gate happened to open at that time, and Suzanna looked at the monk as she greeted him with a smile, "Jeevika! Mrs. Wade is expecting you." The monk was Master Jeevika, who had become very famous in recent years. He was in his forties and had been a monk for less than twenty years, but with his profound understanding and unique insights into Buddhism, he had become a highly recognized and sought-after monk. He had preached everywhere over the years, not for any utilitarian purpose, but in the hopes of using the philosophy of Buddhism to guide people into leading an optimistic life. His main focus was on the depressed group of people. Over the recent y
On the way to Qi Temple, Nanako took her time while waiting for the red lights to carefully check Master Jeevika's background. The result was indeed astonishing. Jeevika was not only famous in Oskia, but his influence was beginning to spread among Buddhist believers in Asia. The overall review of him was that he was talented, kind, open-minded, and a genius in the field of Buddhism. She was even more surprised when she read that many temples in Japan, South Korea, Thailand, Bhutan, and so on had diligently invited Master Jeevika to visit their countries and preach Buddhism to the believers, but his lectures for the next year were all in Oskia, so he had not yet responded to their invitations. In addition, in the reviews of Master Jeevika by many well-known Buddhist preachers in Oskia and abroad, without exception, they all agreed that his understanding of Buddhism was the most profound in today's society. His preaching of many scriptures made even many experienced masters fee
The monk added, "The entire text of the Heart Sutra of Prajna Paramita is only 260 words, so it won't take long." Nanako asked hastily, "Could you please lend me a pen and paper? Also, I wonder if Master Jeevika could give me a minute to finish writing the Heart Sutra and meet him afterward." The monk smiled and answered, "Sure, I can lend you paper and a pen. You can meet Master Jeevika right now and copy the scriptures there. He will chant, bless, and consecrate for you at the same time. The effect will be the best." "Oh, thank you very much!" Nanako beamed. Then, she bowed at the monk respectfully. The monk returned the bow and then turned and entered the Transmission Office. After a while, he returned with a yellow brocade bag, paper, and pen. He carefully turned around, closed the door, and said to Nanako, "Please follow me." Nanako nodded quickly, and the monk escorted her to the temple's backyard. After passing through a mottled red brick wall, they reached the tem
At this time at the mountain villa, Suzanne watched everything that was happening in the hall on the monitor and snapped angrily, "Ma'am, he's trying to persuade Miss Ito to become a nun! Isn't that out of line?" "Don't worry." Ashley chuckled. "Since Jeevika achieved enlightenment, his heart belongs to Buddha, to the Dharma, and all sentient beings under heaven. Nanako herself has remarkable insight and spiritual roots. Even if it weren't Jeevika, any great Taoist master would likely wish to take her as a disciple. Why do you think I wanted her to be enlightened? Such a talent should not be left standing outside the door—it would be a waste. But knowing Nanako as I do, even if Jeevika were to forcefully persuade her using the world's population, she would never agree. So, you don't need to worry." Sure enough. Nanako unconsciously took a step back and apologized, "I-I already have a lover. How can I become a follower of Buddhism?" Ashley smiled and said, "Have you noticed the
"No matter how much society develops, humans are still humans, and the more society develops, the more the energy of human beings is dispersed. Therefore, the more society develops, the more it can bring out the deepest philosophy of the ancients. That is why the followers of the three major religions have always looked at the scriptures of over two thousand years ago as a beacon on the path of life. Countless people have repeatedly studied the scriptures and works of more than two thousand years ago just to get more inspiration from them." Nanako pursed her lips, looked at her toes, and then looked at Master Jeevika. After a moment of silence, she awkwardly raised her thumb and muttered, "S-Su—go—e." Su—go—e was the pronunciation of sugoi in Japanese, which roughly translated to "Wow, so amazing". Master Jeevika was an excellent scholar before he became a monk. In addition, he had already been enlightened and had traveled for years. It was no exaggeration to say that he was well
Master Jeevika was bewildered by Nanako's consecutive defensive responses. He was not ignorant and knew that this was Nanako's way of rejecting him. While feeling regretful, he reflected, "I saw that she had extraordinary spiritual potential. If she was willing to convert to Buddhism and concentrate on researching the scriptures, she would surely gain a deeper understanding of the teachings, which would benefit all followers. But as it turns out, this was my wishful thinking—" With this thought, he sighed, "Oh, please forgive me. Mrs. Wade asked me to help her achieve enlightenment, and yet I have been entirely focused on persuading her to convert to Buddhism." So, he silently recited a few scriptures and then said, "I'm so sorry for being ignorant. Please forgive me." Nanako gently nodded. "It's alright, as long as you don't try to persuade me to become a nun again." As she spoke, she carefully took a silk pouch from her pocket and asked, "Master, would you still bless and c
Soon, more collectors had gathered outside Treasure Measure even before Raymond showed up at Antique Street, with over ten of them gathered outside in no time at all.Since Raymond had only prepared ten slips, the rest left in disappointment seeing that they had no chance.Even so, the ten collectors who had gotten a number were nervous—save for the first man who had arrived.The details on the online sales post insisted that the price was fixed, and that first-come first-serve applies.If he bought the bronze sculpture, the other nine would have come all this way for nothing.However, if the seller decided to make it an auction, they would have a chance too, although their net profit would thin in turn. After all, they could have acquired the bronze sculpture for just 20 million, and that meant a solid 8 million in profit.An auction would at least raise the price to 27 million, and more would make it chicken feed.If they gave up at that point, it was a waste of a trip.If
Trippy naturally wasn't going to tell Mick everything word-for-word, so he said vaguely, "Uh, they were just being stubborn and refused to listen to anything I said. They kept saying that they wouldn't know until they saw the actual item."Mick got out of bed, staring at his phone as he mused to himself.This was getting a little ridiculous, was it not? A fool who was scammed, actually able to scam someone else? But if he really could sell it, wouldn't all their work be for nothing?With that in mind, he promptly called Zachary, who wasn't even up yet.Ever since he had started working for Don Albert, his daily routine was no longer the same as the days when he was a humble stall owner working on Antique Street, but a man of importance who slept late and woke up late.In the evening, he would be spending his time patrolling Don Albert's night entertainment properties as well as holding meetings with subordinates to decide on management policies and the like. That was why he wo
Seeing that Mick had a favor to ask, Trippy was naturally eager to seize the opportunity to get in his good graces."Don't worry, Mr. Crane!" He promptly replied. "Just leave it to me!"Returning to Treasure Measure, he went up to the first man who had come and said, "Hey, brother… Did you come to buy the bronze sculpture from Mr. Cole?"The man asked warily, "You know about the bronze sculpture?""Of course!" Trippy grinned. "I know all too well—it's actually famous here in Aurous Hill."Whipping out his phone, he played the short video that Mick had spent five grand promoting, saying, "Here—check this out!"Curious, the man took the phone and watched the video solemnly.The other latecomer soon hurried over as well and stared fixedly at the screen too.They watched as Bill entered a room with the bronze sculpture with Mick, the latter who checked it out and started commenting on it.The first man exclaimed in surprise, "Oh, it really is that bronze sculpture."The second ma
The other antique traders who were keeping tabs on the situation were left confused by Trippy's message.[Maybe even those out-of-towners know that Raymond is a sucker? So they traveled overnight just to see what happens?][I know Raymond is in trouble, but is it really worth traveling hundreds of miles just to watch?][Maybe they know he's a sucker, so they came to sell him more counterfeits?][Shit, that must be it! Suckers are rare these days, after all!][Damn straight! Just knowing that there's one in Aurous Hill, you'd be eager to come over.]Even Mick Crane who had just woken up and saw the message immediately sent a voice message: "Those conmen are just like flies flocking around shit as soon as they smell it.""Oh, but what they don't know is that Raymond has no more money! I heard he only had a few hundred thousand for the startup, and the bronze sculpture must have cost most of it. I'm afraid those people won't even get their gas money and toll costs back after travel
Trippy rolled his eyes as he texted back: [Hell no. I need to start my business instead of wasting my time. You morons can come get a number yourself if you like. Haha!]Still, Trippy had just sent his text when a trio arrived in a hurry outside Treasure Measure.Seeing that the doors were closed, the leader asked Trippy, "Excuse me, can I ask if this is Treasure Measure? Owned by a man named Mr. Cole?"Trippy was at once surprised. "You mean Raymond Cole?"The leader quickly said, "We don't know his first name, only that his last name is Cole, and his handle name was Treasure Measure's Mr. Cole."Trippy chuckled. "That'd be him. Has to be, since he hand wrote that shop sign."Pausing, he then asked in curiosity, "So, you've come to see him being a sucker?"The leader was naturally curious as to what Trippy was talking about. However, he was also reluctant to reveal why he had come since there was a killer bargain at stake. In fact, every other collector who was coming was k
Raymond also added that the 20 million price tag wouldn't be cut or increased. To put it simply, the bronze sculpture was right there in Aurous Hill and waiting—it was a race.Hence, many reputable collectors contacted expert appraisers throughout the night, some even booking night flights straight to Aurous Hill.The best amongst them was a fanatic collector of bronze items in Eastcliff.Following a brief exchange with Raymond online, he immediately called an expert who was also a close friend. As soon as his call was answered, he asked the other man if he had time to travel to Aurous Hill so that no one else would beat them to it—and they would drive out in the night if at all possible.After all, the earliest flight was at six in the morning, and it'd be eight by the time they made it to Aurous Hill Airport and nine by the time they got to Antique Street in a cab.Therefore, the ideal way to get there was by driving over six hundred miles at top speed, and that meant reaching A
While Jacob was feeling delighted after pulling off his con, Raymond had posted details of the bronze sculpture online.The website he was using was the biggest platform for antique collectors and the antique trade where each user could set a favorite tag in the antique category and era. If a user who preferred canvas art pieces of the Tudor dynasty set that label as their favorite, they would immediately be notified with text or desktop notifications in regards to any item with the same label.As medieval bronze sculptures were rare in the first place, most who were interested had already set that label on their favorites and were immediately notified soon after Raymond posted pictures of the bronze sculpture online.The collectors were naturally eager to check it out as gilded sculptures of the medieval era were really rare, and most collectors would go a lifetime without picking one up for their collection.On top of that, the seller had even listed a major flaw and was only ask
"Nope," Jacob chuckled. "We were both working separately and just happened to get back in at the same time."Then, he immediately became smug and excited, "Guess what, dear? I made 200 thousand out of the deal! In net profits!""For real?!" Elaine gaped. "200 thousand in just one night?! That's amazing! How did you do that?"Claire was surprised to hear that too, and she came over to ask, "What deal was it, Dad?"Jacob grinned, "Oh, it's nothing to brag about. It's just that I managed to pick up a nice antique item thanks to my wisdom and then sold it for 200 thousand."Pausing, he then sighed in dismay, "However, the buyer wasn't too rich—I would have squeezed him for 400 thousand, but he couldn't afford more, so I had to settle for less."Elaine quickly exclaimed, "Shit, we're talking about a loss of 200 thousand! People would work a year and still never earn that much…"She trailed off for a moment before asking, "By the way, dear—are we still flying out first thing tomorrow?
Jacob laughed. "Put that issue behind us? Sure, but we're not becoming friends. Hell, I can't even hold a grudge now that you're shit out of luck."Then, his tone changed sharply and suddenly became icy, "But you see, Aurous Hill is not a place you can stay just because you want to. No… After this, you're not going to be able to make a living in the antique trade.""If I were you, I'd be running a thousand miles away, far away from Aurous Hill where no one would know my face to start over. That way, you just might be able to make a living."Raymond simply kept smiling, "You need not be concerned about how I'm going to survive here, Mr. Wilson. I'd be very grateful if you'd cease any form of harassment once you leave my premises."Jacob pursed his lips, staring at Raymond in disappointment. "I'm plenty magnanimous, so I won't stoop to such pettiness. Just do whatever you like!"Clicking his tongue, he huffed, "Tut, tut… And here I'd thought you're tough, but you're just yet another