Without a moment's hesitation, the middle aged man ordered his companions to break the legs of the men who had accompanied them. These three men were then dispatched to the Morgan family.Once the middle aged man was done, he dusted his hands and walked towards Davis and with a bow spoke, "Meng at your service. The family sent me to protect your safety and also to give you this."As he spoke, he handed a small box that was tied to his waist to Davis. Davis accepted the box. However, since whatever it was in the box was not openly shown, it was obvious it was meant for only his eyes so he did not open it. At that moment, his phone rang. Seeing that it was Solomon Banks calling, he answered.Solomon's voice came through, "Young master, will you be free tonight? I'm organizing a banquet to introduce you to the elites of Havana."Davis frowned, he wanted to refuse but he didn't want to let Solomon's goodwill go to waste so he spoke, "Yes, I'll be free. Just text me the time. However, I

That night, as Davis drifted into a deep sleep, he was suddenly thrust into an extraordinary dream.In this vivid vision, a figure materialized before him. The man was dressed in simple, yet timeless, robes that seemed to radiate an aura of ancient wisdom and power. His presence was imposing, yet there was a calming stillness about him, as though he had seen centuries pass by.He gazed at Davis with a knowing expression before speaking in a voice that resonated deep within Davis’s mind. “My bloodline,” the man began, his tone firm yet warm. “You have successfully unlocked my legacy. By doing so, you have activated the inheritance that has been passed down through the generations." "Now, I shall bestow upon you all the knowledge I have acquired throughout my life—the secrets of medicine, the art of cultivation, the principles of feng shui, and everything else I have learned in my long journey.”As the man finished speaking, he extended his hand and gently placed his thumb upon Davis

"I can cure you," Davis said confidently to the young woman, his voice steady despite the uncertainty brewing in his mind. He didn’t know how or why the knowledge of her illness and the precise cure had suddenly surfaced in his thoughts. It was as if the information had simply appeared out of nowhere, clear and undeniable.Given that his previous words had been true, there was a small part of him that wondered if the cure in his mind was equally accurate and genuine. Still, doubts lingered, but he couldn't ignore the possibility.The girl froze for a moment, a flicker of skepticism crossing her face. She then spoke, her voice sharp and cautious, "Do you have a medical license?"Davis shook his head, "No," he admitted. "In fact, I've never treated anyone before." His honesty hung in the air between them."So, you want to use me as some kind of test subject?" The girl's voice was laced with anger and disbelief. Her eyes narrowed as she looked at him, not knowing whether to be terrif

The auction finally commenced as the stunning host gracefully stepped onto the stage, capturing the attention of the room with her poise and presence.Davis leaned in, his voice a low murmur as he spoke to Solomon. "I have a feeling that Patriarch Morgan will try to interfere with our bids. What we need to do is bid on things we don't need in order to make him reach his limits. Watch carefully, and try to gauge his reactions. We need to know when to pull back, especially before the pine needles are revealed. By then, he should have already spent quite a bit."Solomon replied quietly, his confidence unwavering. "Young master, money isn't our concern. The Morgan family simply cannot compete with us."Davis gave him a firm pat on the shoulder. "I know, but money isn't being grown on a tree. There's no reason to waste it unnecessarily."In that moment, Solomon's respect for Davis grew even further. While many wealthy heirs would waste their wealth on frivolous things, Davis was different.

The man swiftly returned with the needles and handed them to Davis, who wasted no time in getting to work.Taking a deep breath, Davis closed his eyes, focusing intently. After a moment of stillness, he opened his eyes and began carefully inserting the needles into several key acupoints on the woman's body.With each needle he placed, he could feel the energy being drawn from him, and the strain was palpable as beads of sweat began to drip steadily down his forehead. The physical exertion was immense, but he pressed on, his focus unwavering.After working for about ten minutes, Davis paused to rest, taking a few moments to regain his strength before continuing. He repeated this pattern—working steadily, then taking brief breaks. Yet, despite the rest, the treatment was incredibly taxing on him. This difficulty only reinforced Davis's resolve to master cultivation, as he recognized how valuable it could be in helping him to endure such challenges.Observing the exhaustion clearly takin