This time, however, Jason let out a bitter chuckle. If even Mary Martinez could discern the implications, then surely everyone else in the room had reached the same conclusion. His sense of foreboding had been validated.Never in his wildest dreams had he imagined that Old Brown would be so deranged as to allow Matt Turner to acquire Brown Group.Was this not the height of foolishness?Even Anthony and Raymond Brown cast complex glances at Mary Martinez. This was perhaps the only time she had displayed any semblance of intelligence, yet it was the last thing they wanted to hear.How could the old man have been so foolish? To put it bluntly, was he content to become the Turner family's lapdog?Previously, no matter how chaotic things became, it remained an internal Brown family affair, with the old man at the helm. But now? Had everything truly been handed over to the Turner family on a silver platter?The very thought left a bitter taste in their mouths.True, the Turner family wielde

"You could say that," Jason replied nonchalantly as he strode in. "I'd like to discuss the acquisition with you, Mr. Turner. I also have something that might pique your interest."In an instant, over a dozen bodyguards surrounded Jason, their faces radiating hostility. This man was highly suspect.Matt Turner, however, dismissively waved them off. Why exercise such caution over a mere nobody?Lifting a glass of wine to his lips, he took a sip before asking mockingly, "I'm in a generous mood. I'll give you a chance. Tell me, what's your proposal? Have you come to pledge your allegiance?""Not quite," Jason replied coolly. "I'm here to request that you relinquish all control. You're welcome to remain an investor, but with a minority stake. You'd still receive dividends, of course."His words were met with stunned silence.Not just Matt Turner, but even the bodyguards were dumbfounded. Was this man an imbecile? He called this a negotiation? To dare haggle with Mr. Turner?It was madness,

Jason remained impassive. While he had anticipated this, his faith in Lawrence remained unshaken. Speaking of Martial Arts Masters, he reflected on the recent silence from the Northern Faction in the martial arts world.Initially enraged by Albert's death, they had inexplicably fallen silent. Many were puzzled, but Jason surmised that the Martial Saint had intervened, explaining the situation. Moreover, Jason wasn't responsible for Albert's demise. The Northern Faction's silence was likely due to their reluctance to provoke the enigmatic Black Lotus Sect.While the Martial Saint was formidable, the Black Lotus Sect represented an unknown, potentially more terrifying threat.For now, at least, Jason enjoyed a respite from their attention.In the arena, Lawrence found himself cornered. Joshua laughed triumphantly as he unleashed his ninth move—a technique not of traditional martial arts, but of modern combat sports!Indeed, the title of Martial Arts Master wasn't exclusive to practition

Lawrence fell silent, acknowledging that he mustn't grow arrogant. After all, his opponent had been the Evil Doctor, one of the Four Heavenly Kings!With the Brown family matter finally settled, Jason received an elated call from Susan just as he was heading home. She informed him that they were in the process of signing the contract. He promptly changed course and drove to the company.By the time he arrived, the Turner family representatives were departing with the contract, having acquired 33% of Brown Group's shares.However, these shares only carried dividend rights, not decision-making power. The previous agreement was nullified, and while they would receive some profits, Brown Group remained under the Brown family's control.Susan was overjoyed and in utter disbelief. She couldn't fathom how Matt Turner had made such a significant concession. Though it appeared mutually beneficial on the surface, the Turner family had actually conceded ground by not maximizing their gains."How

Joel Morgan's expression soured. His deception had been exposed, leaving him no choice but to admit, "I acknowledge my errors, Master. Henceforth, I shall dedicate myself to the genuine study of medicine and refrain from such foolishness.""Hmph. We'll address your transgressions later," Brooks retorted. "Now, take me to this Roger Cox. I wish to gauge his abilities against Lee divine physician's."The casual mention of the revered Lee divine physician betrayed Brooks' own standing. Joel Morgan, however, failed to grasp the implication.Had Lee divine physician been present, he too would likely have paid respects to Brooks as a junior, not daring to show the slightest disrespect.The pair hailed a taxi, bound for Emerald City Hospital. The driver marveled at his passengers—two elderly gentlemen who exuded an otherworldly aura with their benevolent countenances, youthful complexions belying their silver hair, and the subtle fragrance of medicinal herbs. They were clearly extraordinary