Ansel was now back in the suite.He had just taken a bath to clear his mind and so he went ahead to pick a casual dress.He decided that he was going to practice his breathing technique and also try to increase his Qi energy.Ansel, wearing a plain gray t-shirt and a pair of classic blue jeans, made his way over to his bed and lowered himself onto the mattress. To practice his breathing technique, he needed to be in a quiet place.In the silent room, with the television's chatter silenced, Ansel found himself in the ideal environment to focus on his breathing technique. With his eyes closed tight, Ansel cut out all the noise around him. He wasn't going to let anything get in the way. If it was up to him, he would have made sure there was nothing to distract him from what he was trying to do.Closing his eyes was the first stage to practice his breathing technique.He had already gotten to the mid stage and he needed to scale higher.Ansel inhaled deeply, focusing his thoughts on the

While Amelia was greeting the fellow elites, she made Ansel follow her around and he was beginning to get bored.Ansel's smile was slowly but surely losing its sparkle. All that forced grinning was starting to have a negative effect on his cheek muscles, and they were aching from the effort. Amelia was a natural at socializing—she made small talk like she'd been doing it since she popped out of the womb. Ansel was pretty impressed by how easily she could hold a conversation with anyone, regardless of who they were. It was quite understandable for a person like Amelia.Even though they'd come to the event for the auction, Amelia wasn't about to miss out on a chance to network. She slipped her business card to anyone who seemed like they might be interested in what she had to offer, all while keeping up the small talk like it was second nature. Ansel couldn't take it anymore, he hated fake smiling to people and so he took an excuse to leave.He wanted to explore the place and see wh

The auction started and most people had decided to flaunt their wealth.It was like a show of power between families.Ansel didn't see anything that caught his interest, they were mostly female wears and he didn't have anyone to buy it for.He wasn't ready to argue and fight for items in the presence of people here.Ansel was starting to get tired of sitting, he looked over to see Amelia, she was so invested in the items.But he noticed that she didn't raise her hands to buy any.Ansel wondered if she just enjoyed watching auctioned items.It was obvious that she could afford it but why wasn't she buying it?Just when Ansel was getting lost in thought, he heard Mr Crowley yell and he immediately snapped out of his thoughts."One thousand""Anyone? You can get this for just one thousand" "One thousand and it's all yours" Mr Crowley held the black little sword, it didn't have any design to it.The sword caught Ansel's interest, it was a little similar to the knife he had seen in the a

By the time got back to his suite, it had already gotten late and the sun was starting to set.Ansel pushed the door gently open, his hand still placed on the door knob.After all the excitement of treating Delilah and navigating the social scene at the event, Ansel felt like he'd been low on energy.He could feel his Qi reserves running low after expending so much of his energy to help her, and his body was begging for a break.A soft bed and a good night's sleep sounded like a godsend, a chance to recharge his Qi and recover.His gaze traveled down to the card in his hand, he knew he needed to keep it in a safe place and so he quickly copied the valuable information and saved it on his phone.Just in case he were to lose it, he would be able to get some of master Crowley's details on his phone.Ansel proceeded to walk into his room but he caught a glimpse of Samantha coming out with a wet towel.The towel highlighted her features and her curves were visible, her hourglass figure was

Doctor Lancelot was the one who led the way. He was a doctor but still he wasn't able to treat grandfather Kian.He was ashamed of himself and so he decided to see the person who made the crowd jump up happily.Removing his hands from the trouser pocket, his jaw dropped upon seeing that the person was Ansel.He didn't need anyone to tell him that it was Ansel who miraculously treated grandfather, it was obvious.Dr Lancelot wished for a bullet to go through his heart but it wasn't possible.If he could hide under a little plant then he would have.Now he knew who the master truly was.Ansel was a master in the field and he ought to be learning from Ansel.And so, Dr Lancelot kowtowed, making the crowd gasp.Dr Lancelot wasn't just a doctor, he was quite famous for being the best doctor in the country.If Dr Lancelot of all people could bow down to greet Ansel, then he must be a junior doctor to the young man who had treated grandfather Kian.But how could a man who didn't look like he