The chosen one, a revered and enviable figure in the world of cultivation. If cultivators were rare, then the chosen ones were an even rarer subset among them. Legend had it that they were destined for greatness from the moment they were born, with the ability and opportunity to learn something beyond martial arts—cultivation. And flying through the air was exactly the skill that cultivators, the chosen ones, could acquire.The old man now regarded Justin with divine reverence. If anyone dared to claim that Justin was not a deity at this moment, the old man would undoubtedly strike them down with a single punch. Open your dog-like eyes and see clearly. He's soaring through the sky, isn't that god-like? He may not be a god, but are you? How dare you blabber nonsense? Watch me beat the living daylights out of you!After the two of them took flight, Mia only felt a rushing wind around her, but there was no trace of coldness. Although she was tempted to open her eyes and see what was happ

Just then, a disturbance occurred. A man in scandalous attire ripped off his shirt, exposing blubbery skin, and charged forward to pounce on Sydney Rice on stage. Cries of shock rang out; it had happened so quickly. No one expected this, not even Sydney Rice herself.Security rushed up to haul the man away. As they dragged him off, he writhed and yelled, "Sydney, I love you! I want to sleep with you!""Fuck, who's that pervert? How dare he defile our goddess! Beat him to death!" Enraged fans jumped to their feet, raining blows on the man. His actions had incited mass fury - to molest their pure idol was unforgivable!Justin watched, dumbfounded. What boldness! While others just talked big, this guy actually went for it. His ending wouldn't be pleasant, but making intimate contact with the nation's goddess - not a bad tradeoff! Justin thought, amused.Nearby, David Green's expression was black as the bottom of a pot. Calling over an underling, he whispered some instructions. The man p

After one listen, the song seemed fully imprinted in Justin's mind - lyrics, tones, techniques, emotions - he grasped it all perfectly, as if tailored specially for him.As the instrumental prelude started, the playback in his headphones also repeated. But to everyone's shock, Justin removed the headphones and returned them to the staff member."What...?" The confused staff blurted out. The headphones were to help him! Why did he take them off?Even Sydney Rice was stunned. But the prelude was ending, leaving her no time to ponder. She decided to start singing first to give Justin time to get familiar.But before she could make a sound, a magnetic voice suddenly rang out - Justin had started singing! And his phrasing of the prelude was so accurate, catching the mood perfectly, as if he was one with her new song already!Sydney Rice was dumbfounded, frozen in disbelief. Even she couldn't have sung it so skillfully now. How did this man do it? Was he born with such talent? Were his voic

Seeing this person, Justin's heart skipped a beat. He was also a Force cultivator, at the peak of the Foundation Phase. What was going on recently? Why were there so many cultivators around?But before he could think further, Lone Wolf lashed out with a whip kick. Justin quickly raised a foot to block it. Their legs collided with a muffled thud, and Justin was forced back two or three steps while Lone Wolf stumbled back several steps until he hit the wall.Lone Wolf's mind was also in turmoil. As a Green Family bodyguard at the peak of the Foundation Phase, he was only one step away from entering the Virtuoso Phase.This kick was his signature move, swift and overpowering. Countless experts had fallen to this leg. But this time, facing what looked like a weak youth, he had failed. From that brief clash, he knew the opponent was also highly skilled.He didn't dare underestimate his foe, immediately pulling out a dagger and circling swiftly behind Justin, aiming a thrust at the back of

"Boss, how was it? Didn't I do great this time? Now I can officially become your subordinate right? Boss, where should we head next? Let me tell you, the bars on West Street are my turf. Should we take over Commercial Street in a couple days too?"Seeing his excited look, Justin wanted to kick him to death. Damn, I'm a public figure. Who doesn't respectfully call me Mr. Wilson wherever I go? And you want me to mix with the underworld? Fuck, who speaks like that?"Stop, stop it. If you insist on following me from now on, then be a proper person. If I find you bullying others again, I'll cripple you myself.""Boss, if you don't let us do this, what else are we supposed to do? We've always been in this line of work. If you make us get real jobs, we just can't do it. How about we only come out at night from now on and stay home during the day, okay?" Tiger pleaded."Good heavens, are you unable to comprehend my words?" Justin exclaimed in exasperation, slapping Tiger firmly on his bald he