Chapter 201: The Subtle HeroThe day in Australia had begun as a casual sightseeing adventure, a perfect escape from the pressures of Chris's life. The cool breeze of the coast whispered through the trees, and the sprawling landscape was illuminated by the fading sunset. The group had decided to visit one of the local attractions, hidden trail leading to a magnificent cliff overlooking the ocean. It was an experience meant to be serene and peaceful, but Chris could feel something... off.Ever since becoming a cultivator, his senses had sharpened, allowing him to detect even the faintest disturbances. Tonight, that ability was buzzing at the back of his mind. He had a nagging feeling, like something was watching them, waiting for the right moment. But Chris remained calm, knowing he had mastered the power of his Aegis Guardian Sword. He wasn't sure what lay ahead, but he was ready for anything.As they walked along the winding path, Chris stayed close to the group but maintained en

Chapter Two hundred and Three: Cliffside AdventuresThe sun had dipped lower in the sky, casting an orange hue across the landscape. As the group sat waiting for their transportation, restlessness began to set in. It had been hours, and still, there was no sign of help. The air was filled with a mixture of grumbling and impatience, the earlier frustrations creeping back in.“We can’t just sit here all night,” Leo grumbled, pacing back and forth. “We should at least try to find somewhere more comfortable to wait.”Connor nodded in agreement, leaning back against a nearby tree. “Yeah, I’m not sitting on this cold ground for another hour. Let’s go look for a better spot.”“Why don’t we walk together?” Rider suggested, standing up and brushing off his jeans. “There’s gotta be somewhere nearby we can take shelter for a while.”“I’m in,” Adrian chimed in, already on his feet.Micheal, Sandra, Stephany, and the rest of the group slowly began to rise as well, ready to take matters into thei

Chapter Two hundred and five: Enough Is EnoughChris had always been patient. Over the years, he’d grown used to their sneers and taunts, their efforts to drag him down and make him feel small. It was the same story every time they gathered: jokes about him being a live-in son-in-law, about him being beneath them, and about his supposed lack of importance. Normally, Chris let it slide. He knew the truth, and that was all that mattered. But today was different. As he watched Stephany walking away, something inside him snapped. She was leaving with her head down, and he knew it wasn’t just him they were mocking anymore. They had crossed a line. This wasn’t just about them laughing at him; now they were humiliating someone close to him, someone who had always defended him and stood by his side. “Henry,” Chris said, his voice low but firm. “Give me my phone. Stop this now.”But Henry, always eager to push things further, was only encouraged by Chris’s demand. The look in his eyes was

Chapter Two hundred and seven: A Familiar FaceEmily Connor's niece had been minding her own business, sitting a little distance from the group, when the loud laughter caught her attention. She looked up to see the men—Henry, Leo, and a few others—gathered around Chris’s phone, passing it among themselves. They were teasing Chris, and though she didn’t know what the joke was, the way they were acting made her curious.At first, she didn’t think much of it. She had seen these men act like this before, poking fun at Chris every chance they got. But when she heard Henry laughing about a video of a “beautiful young girl,” her interest piqued. Henry was standing nearest to her, waving Chris’s phone in the air like a prize. Without even thinking, Emily leaned forward slightly, craning her neck to get a glimpse of the screen. She wasn’t trying to be nosy, but something about the way Henry was going on about the girl’s looks made her stomach turn.As the phone came closer to her, Emily’s e

Chapter Two hundred and nine: Chris to the RescueThe night grew darker, and the tension among the group increased. Complaints were coming from every corner. Some were murmuring about how they shouldn't have had to deal with such inconveniences, while others busied themselves calling their parents, hoping they could pull some strings to send them helicopters or private cars. Chris, who had been standing quietly on the sidelines, listening to everyone’s complaints, felt an itch to solve the problem himself. He wasn’t one to enjoy seeing people frustrated, especially when it was something he could fix. He stared at the bus, which sat motionless on the road, its engine refusing to roar back to life. His mind began to wander, thinking back to the many high-profile meetings he had attended as part of his work with MTD. One particular partnership came to mind—the one with BMW.MTD’s collaboration with BMW had given Chris the chance to learn a lot more about vehicles than he had ever expec