Jack showed appreciation for Zane’s contribution in treating his wife. The room fell into a surprised silence when Zane requested help in preserving an orphanage.The request was unexpected, vastly different from what they had anticipated. Jack tilted his head slightly, digesting Zane's words. "Mr. Gardner, are you asking me to help save an orphanage?" he asked for confirmation.Zane replied calmly, beginning to explain, "Yes, Mr. Watson. I have a friend who runs an orphanage in a small village on the outskirts of the city. It’s a haven for many underprivileged children – a home for them, their safest place."Zane paused briefly before continuing, "Now, their home is under threat due to a tourism development plan by the Harris Group."Zane didn't go into detail about the Harris Group. He considered them to be a private corporation run by the Harris family, renowned as one of the wealthiest in the nation. Additionally, from what Claire had shared, the Harris family was deeply entwined

In a spacious, elegantly furnished office, a plush, luxurious sofa sat invitingly. The room was anchored by a desk crafted from fine marble, paired with a sumptuously designed and comfortable office chair. Sitting behind this desk was a man in his sixties, with a stocky build and sharp, piercing eyes set beneath thick brows. His expression was intense, hands clenched tightly, one of them gripping a cellphone. In a sudden outburst, he slammed his fist onto the desk."Damn it!" he seethed, his voice trembling with rage. "Who dares to challenge me like this?!"He was Harris, the formidable leader of the Harris Group and a key figure in the country's most influential mafia network. Harris had just received a direct phone call from Prime Minister Jack Watson. Initially, Harris was pleased to hear from Jack, expecting perhaps a proposal for investment or partnership in a new tourism project in Harmony Valley. However, his mood quickly soured. Jack had called not to invest or collabora

Zane was familiar with Robert, but he remained calm, choosing to feign ignorance for the moment. He decided to reveal his identity only if the situation demanded it."Hey, what's wrong? Don't you like me, Ms. Olivia Wilson? Is it because I once rejected you? Hahaha," Robert taunted, trying to provoke a reaction.Robert had twisted the truth of their past interactions. In reality, it was he who Olivia had consistently ignored, yet he was too proud to acknowledge this fact."Face it, Olivia, look at yourself. You're not exactly appealing. Hahaha." Robert laughed arrogantly, the woman with him moving closer to wrap an arm around him.Olivia’s frustration grew. She retorted, "What did you say? You rejected me? How can you twist the truth like that, Mr. Smith? I was actually disgusted by your constant womanizing behavior.""What do you mean I chased after you? Get real, my family is extremely wealthy, unlike yours," Robert sneered condescendingly. "You should be grateful that a rich guy

Zane, who had reached the cultivation level of a Spirit Channeler, felt confident in his ability to handle the three men. In his view, they posed little challenge, yet he opted to fight back just enough to teach them a lesson for their arrogance and recklessness.The onlookers, unable to intervene, found themselves mostly engrossed in the spectacle. Some even recorded the altercation to share on social media, commenting, "That guy's done for. He should have backed down right from the start, whatever their issue.""I doubt he'll make it through this," another spectator assumed.As one of the men charged at Zane, aiming a kick with his right leg, Zane preemptively acted. Using the strength of the grip from the two holding him, he lifted himself and countered with a kick of his own, striking the attacker with both feet.The force of Zane's kick was so powerful that it sent the man flying backward, crashing into the sturdy locker doors. The impact left the man groaning in pain, his bod

Zane remained vigilant, scrutinizing the trio who had just arrived. Their demeanor hinted at malicious intent, and Zane couldn't shake off the feeling that they were sent by someone with ill will towards the orphanage. Could it be that Jack hadn't yet managed to speak with the leader of the Harris Group? These thoughts flooded his mind as he prepared for any potential confrontation.Olivia, confused and slightly fearful, had hoped they were allies called by Zane to help protect the orphanage. But Zane's confirmation to the contrary dashed those hopes. She glanced at Zane, her concern evident, "Then, who are they?"Tailor, already traumatized by past encounters with unwelcome guests, trembled with fear. "Could they be Marco's men again?" she asked, her voice shaky."It's possible," Zane replied, his voice steady despite the looming threat.Leo, Vincent, and Elena stepped out of the jeep together, removing their sunglasses to reveal determined looks. They lined up in front of the orphan