"Someone won't let you off. You're not the only one who knows the Decatorian way. There are people even more capable than Homer, but he refuses to show himself. If you get rid of us, you'll have to face him. He'll make you regret ever being born." Ian's words felt like a curse, filling the air with unease.Aria, however, remained indifferent. Her eyes revealed no emotion. Her usual arrogance surfaced now that she no longer needed to conceal her true self. "I'll wait for him to make me regret it," she replied coldly.Ian sneered, but before he could respond, the butler stumbled into the room, his voice trembling. "M-Mr. Ian! SWAT officers are here!"Ian's face paled as realization dawned.Aria stood beside him, calm and composed. "Perfect timing. The Carver family owns numerous Farshyan businesses and shops. We can't allow you to sell them off to the Krowonians."Let me remind you, selling these assets is akin to selling Farshya itself to the Krowonians. The Carver family possesses
The SWAT officers were clueless about Aria's identity and continued to give orders. After all, this wasn't under the Special Missions Unit's jurisdiction. Plus, everyone there was a notable figure in the business circle.They looked at the group of people. "Do all of you have business with Ian Carver?"Although the group of people shook their heads, it was futile as everything was recorded. Since they had planned to seize Carver Group's shares and divide them amongst themselves, they needed to be mentally prepared to bear the consequences of being ruthless.With Aria's report, almost half of the group was taken away. The remaining two or three individuals glanced at Aria tremblingly as if she were Satan.Initially, Aria planned on asking about the identity of the fortune-teller Ian talked about.However, she figured Ian would never tell her the truth about how sly he was. Instead, he might use this information to threaten Warren and Aria.Aria hated being threatened, so she didn'
As the clouds dispersed, layers of halos appeared in the sky.Perplexed, the junior arcane seeker turned to Malric. "Malric, is there an arcane expert making their appearance?""It's not an arcane expert." Malric looked at Fergus and Aria carrying the urn. "It's the soul of someone who performed great deeds in his past life."The crow watched the scene unfold in the sky. When Barron was alive, he had been a merchant who dedicated his life to saving citizens. Such a soul deserved to be blessed with fortune, not suppressed in an unmarked land or exploited by traitors.Having traveled to the past, Aria understood Barron's life better than anyone. She knew this was the only way to welcome him home. Barron needed to witness the downfall of those who sought to divide the Carver Group and betray their country.Aria had no grand ambitions. All she wanted was for Barron's soul to finally find peace.As leaves fell around the manifestation, Aria's gaze shifted to a light not far away. Sh
The three businessmen exchanged uneasy glances. Although they hadn't been directly involved in Ian's schemes, they had come here hoping to witness Aria embarrass herself. However, after what transpired today, their hearts were racing."Did you hear what Mr. Veyrith said? The Carver family will never be the same again.""I already knew that," Melvin Wagner replied. "It was you two who thought the daughter they brought back was worthless.""You can't say that, Melvin," one of them retorted. "The Wagner family has always been driven by self-interest. Besides, it's their eldest son who has always been after Ms. Carver. Am I wrong?""That's right, Melvin," the other chimed in. "You're not being fair. How could you not tell us that Ms. Carver saved Philip?""Calm down, both of you," Melvin said with a dismissive wave. "I only found out about it today. If I'd known she was a fortune teller, do you think I'd have come here expecting to see her humiliate herself? I'm not that foolish."Th
The trio understood Aria's underlying meaning and nodded. "Don't worry. We won't say a word about your matter.""That's right! It was all thanks to Mr. Veyrith's formidable skills. Upon reaching the villa, He found something off with the layout and brought Ian down.""He's right. That's exactly it. Ian deserved it. The heavens couldn't bear to see it, so Mr. Veyrith made a move."Upon hearing that, Aria smiled. "The three of you truly live up to your years of experience in the business world. So, according to what you're saying, my grandfather and I simply had a petty argument because of my impulsiveness, and now we've made up."Melvin was quick to react. "That's great to hear! A happy home will bring good luck! Aria, how about that? Can you delete the photos now? I'm afraid my wife will misunderstand."Aria grinned. "Don't worry, Mr. Melvin. I'll delete whatever is necessary."Melvin grimaced, wondering how she still remembered him. After all, the trio had only appeared once—at
Homer had advised Malric to stop looking for them. Evil beings would have their own fate.This left Malric confused. Since when was there a saying that evil beings had their own fate?The junior arcane seeker had deduced that the evil beings in the Earthbound Manifestation were rather pitiful—a pair of twins and quite young.Seeing his two apprentices puzzled, Homer couldn't help but elaborate, "She did it on purpose."The junior arcane seeker tilted his head. "On purpose? For what?"Instead of replying, Homer burst into laughter.…Meanwhile, Aria was performing fortune-telling for one of the businessmen. Seeing this, Melvin immediately spoke up. "Ms. Carver, do mine too. If I cut off contact with my mistress, do I need to let my wife handle my finances?""Well, that depends on you. Sincerity is the answer to many matters." Aria purposefully tried to sound profound. The trio immediately replied, "We'll be sincere and not make the same mistake!"They swore to cut off contact
Homer turned around and looked at Aria. "Something wrong?"Seeing Aria nodding, Homer inched closer to her. "Young lady, why do you suddenly ask that? You can tell me. I won't tell anyone else."Although Homer seemed like a nice person, Aria believed in Tobias only after what happened in that manifestation.Before Tobias came to her, Aria wouldn't give away too much.Thus, she said with a smile, "Naturally, it's because I would like to treat him. The Wagner family must be paying handsomely to hire a good doctor. How much did they offer you this time?"Before Homer could answer, Malric spoke. "Dr. Whiz, my mentor is a devoted arcane seeker. He doesn't care about money.""Malric Veyrith!" Homer frowned, baffled by his apprentice's sharp tone.Malric couldn't accept the idea that the Whiz Doctor might be materialistic. Initially stunned by Aria's identity, he now felt disappointed.A true Whiz Doctor, he believed, should be indifferent to fame and fortune, focused solely on saving
"Philip Wagner? Did you meet him?" Aria asked.Homer stroked his beard thoughtfully. "It was just a brief passing. He seems to be troubled, but this isn't the important part. What concerns me is that he has a look of death on his face."Upon hearing that, Aria's gaze shifted. Nobody knew what she was thinking. …The Carver family's incident had spread throughout Janovin by now.Ian was under investigation while Owen was taken away. Rumor had it that strife within the Carver family had escalated, and Owen was apprehended while trying to protect Ian.While some sensed something unusual was happening, nobody could pinpoint the incident to Aria. Meanwhile, there had been changes in the Wagner and Furler families.Ignatius was looking at his aunt, Alicia Balm, who seemed overjoyed about something.Without needing him to ask, she spilled everything upon coming to his house. "Your Uncle Kyran believed in some fortune-teller's divination that I could bring good fortune to him. Now,
No matter the cost, Soreta was willing to grant any authority to someone who accepted it. At first, Soreta hadn't thought this way. She had always considered the Farshyans to be naïve and foolish, much like the portrayal on TV. It wasn't until she met them that she realized they were among the world's most astute investors. Farshya was definitely not to be underestimated. Soreta could no longer look down on them as she once did. This was why she treated Lily with such politeness and respect.However, Lily thought it was her own achievements that had impressed Soreta, which only inflated her pride. She began speaking loudly, reveling in the attention of the crowd. In truth, Lily wasn't entirely confident when Soreta discussed her investment plans. She barely understood the book Georgina had given her. While Lily could foresee major events, it was only because of her memories from a past life. She had no grasp of the details or any business strategies.Still, Lily was confident t
At this moment, Lily's vanity was gratified like never before. She raised her glass, clinking it with the lady's. "There are many incredible things in Farshya, such as our Five Elements and Eight Trigrams. If you're interested, I'd be happy to explain them to you anytime.""You're so knowledgeable, Lily. I've heard of your talents—saving critically ill patients, fortune telling… Am I right? I'm fascinated by how you can predict what will happen to someone. Even in the grand scheme of things, it's incredible. Do you perhaps have a witch in your family?"Foreigners were often more inclined to believe in witches and spells. The King of Nobeeta was a firm believer, and so was the woman before her.The key was, who wouldn't believe in the power that theology brought? It was something that could make people a fortune."Now that we have you, our project is bound to succeed. Mr. Wagner has truly found a gem this time."The lady, Soreta Barclay, was referring to Kenny. Unlike Lily, he kept
"I'll ask Boss if she needs a bellboy!"Harry hadn't changed a bit. With his flashy gold chains and oversized watch, he was always quick to jump at any opportunity to make money. If Aria invited him to meet other businessmen, he'd be on board without hesitation.Everyone who did business with Aria shared a common trait—they would get addicted. Every entrepreneur dreamed of growth. The longer they toil in the market, the stronger their desire to expand. It was a universal truth among business leaders.For these dreamers, an investor like Aria was a godsend. She thrived on improvement, making her an ideal partner.Harry, as enthusiastic as ever, bombarded Aria with messages. Aria had planned to visit Ludwiten before, but things kept happening, delaying her trip. Her frequent nightmares and the unresolved tension between her mother and uncles weighed on her mind. Now, with Barron leaving some important items for her in Ludwiten, she had no choice but to go. Sneaking there was neve
"Honestly, you shouldn't let Boss go to Ludwiten. If she insists on going, at least send me along! It's not as if you're unaware of how messy their business circle can be. This isn't Janovin we're talking about!"Harry's voice rang loud and clear as he slammed his palm on the CEO's desk, a bold move no one else at Grand Construction Corp would dare attempt. The employees outside exchanged curious glances, whispering among themselves. What could have dragged Harry back from his vacation in such a state?Harry was worried. "We have plenty of employees. How could you let a lady like her go over there by herself? What if she gets harassed? At least here, our influence can protect her. People would think twice once they know who she is. Stop sipping that coffee and answer me already!"Tavian Montague, the vice-CEO, sighed and powered off his computer. He removed his glasses, rubbing the bridge of his nose. "Harry, calm down. Do you really think Aria got this far on luck? Don't let her lo
The eight figures sat together, ostensibly discussing Aria's arrival. In truth, their agenda was far less noble—they were determined to keep the items they had long appropriated, refusing to return what rightfully belonged to others. After holding onto these possessions for so long, they had convinced themselves they were entitled to them.Their plan was to maintain a façade of respect toward the Carver family to avoid public scrutiny. However, they were equally resolute in protecting their own interests. They intended to demonstrate the influence of Ludwiten's business elite on Aria. It would be much better if she could be persuaded to invest billions in their ventures.It was a strategy they'd employed before, notably with Owen, and found it amusing.Yet Percy, despite his youth, was not so easily deceived. His calm demeanor and precise legal arguments left little room for manipulation. The Carver family's resilience, after all, stemmed largely from their grandchildren.Sti
Tobias once said that Aria was the most gifted person in the Decatorian way. Yet, for all her supposed talent, she couldn't use the Emperor Coins just by casually throwing them on her first attempt. She had to study them before she could wield them effectively.Thankfully, Leon chose the entertainment industry. If he had chosen to be inducted in the Decatorian way, the disciples of Mount Dracotigris would have been disheartened. "Leon, have you ever considered going into another industry?" Aria asked. Leon shook his head, a rebellious smirk on his face. "Aria, look at me. This face was born to be a celebrity. It'd be a crime to waste it."Aria sighed, accustomed to his narcissism. It was hard to argue—Leon's rebellious charm and striking looks had won over both women and men. Yet, his popularity brought challenges of its own."I still have Emperor Coins with me," Aria said, pulling out a beaded bracelet adorned with the coins and securing it around Leon's wrist. "Take it. For yo
Warren's eyes reddened as he gazed at Fergus, the grandson he had once hoped to raise personally. In that moment, he felt his life had been worthwhile. As one grew older, they came to understand a fundamental truth—if their descendants could grasp their thoughts, rather than dismissing the ways of the past as irrelevant, it was something to celebrate. Warren could now pass on everything to his grandchildren, finally feeling worthy within the Carver family.…Meanwhile, Leon furrowed his brows in the second-floor bedroom. "What are they talking about?""It's probably about Ludwiten. They have some business to settle. Why?" Aria had intentionally given Fergus and Warren some time to talk. As for her, she stayed with Leon in his room, playing games and snacking.When she heard his question, she smiled. "Are you interested as well, Leon?""I'm not cut out for business." Leon couldn't sit still and kept pacing back and forth. His silver hair, falling perfectly, made him look like a
That night, Warren stood before the memorial hall and spoke to his ancestors."Aria will be returning to Ludwiten tonight. Things will be different this time. There will be many obstacles ahead of her, but we must return eventually. Aria will finish what I couldn't. Please protect her."The Carver family was forced to shift their business from Ludwiten to Janovin at the time. And back then, they believed they could return at any moment. Yet, over 70 years had passed since then.Both Warren and Stephen were sentimental individuals, always hoping to return to Ludwiten. However, circumstances had shifted over the years. Moreover, the business landscape in Ludwiten had grown increasingly complex, with rising foreign investments. Their commitments in Janovin, especially after Owen married Fiona, kept them from returning.Warren had expected Owen to stay in Ludwiten, as he had promised the Grisham family. But Owen broke that promise.Warren's greatest wish had always been to return to
Although the crow was unsure of its owner's thoughts, it was indeed afraid of the dagger made out of Oracle bones.In fact, it wasn't made of ordinary animal bones. It was from the Oracle, one of the Four Perils. Most importantly, it carried spiritual energy from heaven and earth.Back then, the crow didn't expect the insignificant sect, which was consistently at the bottom of each tournament, to have the purest spiritual energy. Plus, all of their members were not to be underestimated. The crow would have never believed it if it hadn't come to live in the mountains with Landon. After all, Landon was bewitched to become the woman's boy toy. He stayed behind only because he liked the sect's spiritual energy. At that, the crow shifted its body and didn't continue to disturb Landon. Since Landon mentioned he needed the knife sheath, the crow would go and get it. Apart from the curved dagger in the wooden box, there was also a somewhat inconspicuous emerald and a turtle shell-lik