"With this zeal and mindset, you will definitely go far in life!" Ambrose's familiar voice suddenly sounds and he materializes beside Fane and pats him on the shoulder. "Retain this mindset and you will lead your family to glory in no distant time!"He then turns to Lucius and smiles. "Lucius.""It's Mount Thunder Sect's leader!" A member of the Spears exclaims, unconsciously taking two steps backward."I've been wondering who can dare address the Patriarch by his name so it's him!" "It really is!" The appearance of Ambrose causes the foyer to break out in a frenzy."Ambrose, my son just mentioned not long ago that you should be on your way here and it turned out you were. Welcome, we have wine, fruits and food; what will you like to have?""I've been talking so much. Wine and berries wouldn't be a bad idea," Ambrose smiles, not refusing the gesture.Lucius smiles right back at him and claps his hand. Almost immediately, two beautiful maids walk in and bow to him."Patriarch," they s

Lorenzo glares at him and snaps, "Yes! That's how much I love fighting! If not for your martial power, do you think you would stand a chance against me? If you think you are so capable, then let me out and fight with me with only your manpower! If I don't beat you up, call me a bastard!""Bastard!" Cassius grins. "I just called you that, what else?""You..." Lorenzo points at him, his body trembling in rage. "I said...""I heard what you said," Cassius cuts him off coldly. "I just didn't react to it because I would be stooping to your classless level if I take up your challenge. Before I became a martial artist, what did you think I was doing? Playing with sand?"Bruh, I was a boxer! I claimed the title of the king of underground boxing! I rose to my mortal limits before I delved into the journey of martial arts. I'm a lion! A mountain lion at that! A rat like you just doesn't stand a chance. Without my powers, I will still beat you black and blue! Even our female slave will achieve s

In a quaint old farmer's house, a middle-aged man, wearing worn-out clothes and carrying a watering can, whistles happily as he tends to his garden. Anyone who sees this man will naturally assume he is a farmer but only when you come a bit closer to him will you realize that despite his appearance as a humble farmer, an unmistakable noble aura surrounds him, comparable to the king of a kingdom. Simultaneously, a menacing bloodthirsty aura emanates from him as if he has lived most of his life on the battlefield.Looking at this man, it is as if he lives two lives as his appearance and aura contradict each other. However, he doesn't seem to care about those two as he continues to whistle and joyfully water his garden.Suddenly, a figure flickers across the old house and the middle-aged man halts his movement, turning to look at a certain spot. A frown creases his brow as his gaze lands on the unwanted visitor standing in front of his house."Your Majesty." Ignoring the frown on the ol

"Hmph!" Natasha snorts coldly. "What are you pretending for? Don't you know why I'm staring at you this way?"Jordan chuckles wryly. "I'm no magician, how could I know?" "Hah!" Frustrated, Natasha grits her teeth. "I walked in on you scowling and clenching your fists! They were almost bleeding. You were so lost in whatever it is was making you scowl that you didn't notice me at all. "Do you know how long I've been standing in front of you? Now, quit pretending and spill the beans. And after that, explain why you didn't show up at work today and ignored my calls!""I ignored your calls? When?" Jordan's eyes widen and he immediately checks his call history. "Oh," seeing the numerous missed calls, he lets out a bitter smile. "I didn't ignore them, I just must have missed them.""That's a lie!" Natasha glowers at him. "I called ten good times. Ten good times, Jordan! You can't tell me you didn't see or hear your phone ringing all ten times! Okay, let me even take it down a notch. "Let'

"Let's sit here," finding a table close to the window, Jordan says and draws out a chair, gesturing like a perfect gentleman,"Please sit, My Lady."Natasha rolls her eyes and mouths a soft "thank you" before taking her seat."You are always welcome, My Lady," Jordan smiles and walks over to the other side, also taking his seat."Welcome to Sculpted Palate, one of the best restaurants in East Veridora, dear prestigious customers. "Here, we serve all kinds of sumptuous and luxurious meals. Here are our menus for your selections. The price of each meal is attached to it," almost immediately, a beautiful waitress approaches Jordan and Natasha and says with a charming smile.Jordan doesn't bother to accept a menu from the waitress. He says indifferently, "I'll have anything the lady picks."Natasha feels her cheeks reddening at that statement. She quickly takes a menu from the waitress and uses it to cover her face. Simultaneously, she glances over the pages.The next second, a frown res