Scott was immersed in wonder, his gaze sinking deep into the floor with these peculiar words. Unsure if he had been staring for long, he only saw these words seemingly brightening in his eyes, then slowly starting to move.Scott quickly blinked, furrowing his brow, realizing that these words were indeed moving. They converged together, then separated, then merged again until all of them converged into a certain shape.At this point, they had gathered into four clusters, each in the east, west, south, and north directions.The first cluster of words resembled a gust of wind, with a small whirlwind constantly swirling above it.The second cluster of words gathered into a shape resembling waves, with a giant drop of water on top, seemingly on the verge of bursting at any moment.The third cluster of words took the form of flames, with a flame burning incessantly on top, seemingly small, yet Scott felt as though it could engulf everything with its tiny flicker.The last cluster of words

Scott looked at the door slamming shut in front of him, temporarily setting aside the matter of pronouns and completing the tasks he had set aside earlier. In fact, just a quick skim through was enough for him to remember the entire contents of that basic pronoun book.The real importance now was probably contemplating how to internalize that knowledge. Perhaps tomorrow, he could go to the library to get a pronoun-related book on elements. Scott thought so, focusing on his work. The scepter in the drawer had been taken out by him, now lying on the table, the large gem not shining even a bit, as if it had completely depleted its energy. Scott glanced at the scepter for a moment, ultimately not caring much anymore and just continuing to work.The next morning, at the government court, established to handle internal government-related lawsuits. Perhaps the judges had never imagined the people they would judge today. One was the president of country U, another was the head of the l

Scott looked at Eslite, his gaze icy. Eslite quickly adjusted his demeanor, saying nothing but meeting Scott's gaze.Scott looked at him, his voice low: "You've been working for my father for a long time, accompanying me through my upbringing. Do you truly believe my father was murdered rather than just missing?"It must be noted that at that time, it was very difficult to find someone capable of killing his father, even within the family circle.Eslite pursed his lips, finally shaking his head and saying, "I don't know how to put this... it's just..."Scott observed Eslite's hesitant demeanor and continued, "Furthermore, he ordered you to work for Cliff, his enemy. He must have known Cliff's intentions and what he could do to me. So do you think my father did all this for what purpose?"At this point, Eslite couldn't find words.He stammered, "But he wasn't that kind of person, he..."Indeed, who could have expected the disappearance of a gentle father who cared for his family to co

This round of applause lasted for nearly half a minute before finally subsiding, by which time Scott had also stepped down from the grand stage.Countless eyes were fixed on him. Without a doubt, he was the center of attention tonight.Walter and Jennifer were busy entertaining the distinguished guests.Although it had been stated not to discuss business, surely some couldn't resist, as this was a great opportunity after all.Scott took his seat, which was at the center table in the main hall of the party. As he sat down, many eyes began to buzz with excitement.However, the opportunity here wasn't just for Scott. If they couldn't engage in cooperative talk with Scott, then cozying up to other powerful figures wasn't out of the question.Ayer stood behind Scott, dignified in his role as butler.Yet the scar extending from his neck to both sides of his cheeks inevitably drew attention, though no one dared to mention it.As Scott settled into his seat, he glanced around at those seate

Albert almost shouted, "Hold on, I'm here to talk peace!" He quickly stepped back, his serious gaze fixed on Walter and Jennifer.At that moment, a cold voice suddenly cut through the air, "What's going on?" Walter turned to see Ayer's emotionless face.Both Jennifer and Walter froze.It was only then that Ayer looked towards Albert and said in a low voice, "Master invites you. Please come with me."Albert had met Ayer in Las Vegas before, so he wasn't a stranger. He quickly followed Ayer, stepping briskly.Ayer faced Walter, his expression unchanged, and after a while, he left with Albert trailing behind.Jennifer looked at Walter and said softly, "Let's go back. That guy's identity is not simple. Scott probably has something to discuss with him." Pausing for a moment, she added, "Moreover, Ayer isn't as bad as imagined..."Before she could finish, Walter gave her a cold glance.Jennifer continued quietly, "...at least he's definitely loyal to Scott."She fell silent, quickly cha