Dilan replied in a cold tone, "I did it all to be able to carry out my mission well. I deliberately made you fall in love with me, giving me better access to the Benjamin Family residence. You often take me around, right? That was my goal from the start!"Hearing that, Selena showed a bitter expression. She couldn't even hold back her tears, so she started crying. So, Dilan never loved her? He did all that just to carry out his mission? On the other hand, seeing Selena crying, Bennet was so angry that he approached Dilan, gave Dilan a hard punch in the face. Bennet's movements were very slow, so slow that Dilan felt sleepy as he waited for a punch to come to his face. However, Dilan chose to accept the punch, because he deserved it."Bastard! How dare you play with Selena? Is it necessary for me to destroy your face?!" said Bennet with his face as red as a tomato, harboring great anger."I did all that for my mission. I did all that for my homeland!" Dilan replied with a serious ex
At around 11 pm, Bennet and Selena decided to leave Rosepost City and return to Thornehart City. With a bitter expression, Selena left Sunset Serenity Resort. She said in her mind, "Goodbye, Julian. From now on, I will try to forget you. I will pretend that you never existed in my life." At the same time, Selena began to feel Bennet's feelings. She realized that Bennet had always been by her side. Bennet had always been there for her, helping her out of many troubles. Selena remembered when they were still in middle school, Bennet beat up some students just because they accidentally dropped her birthday cake. Bennet was furious at that time, beating them up so badly, that he had to be suspended for two weeks. Recalling that moment, Selena smiled warmly. Why didn't she realize that all this time? She was too focused on pursuing what was in front of her, without realizing that there was someone supporting her behind. Was it necessary for her to give Bennet a chance? It seemed like i
That made Shamus very surprised. The aura emanating from Dilan was much stronger than when he was on Moonhaven Island. Did this mean that his guess was correct, Dilan was a Mythic-level cultivator?! As if he knew what was on Shamus' mind, Dilan said coldly, "You are right, Uncle Shamus. I am a Mythic-level cultivator! Do you think a thousand elite soldiers with full weapons can corner me?! I can destroy them all very easily, as easy as turning over my palm! You should know that your life is in my hands! Therefore, if you do not want to die here in a miserable way, follow what I say!" Hearing that, Shamus swallowed his own saliva. So, his previous guess was correct? Dilan is a Mythic-level cultivator? Although he had expected this, it was still surprising for him to find out the fact that it was really happening. Of course, a thousand elite soldiers with full weapons were nothing more than a bunch of ants to him. They could be wiped out so easily by Dilan! Therefore, Shamus could o
Hearing that, Dilan sighed helplessly. He had originally wanted to let them take revenge with their own hands. Revenge taken with your own hands bears the sweetest fruit, right? Moreover, they had reached the Dragon level, so this was the best opportunity for them to do so. This was also an opportunity for them to test how far their abilities truly were. However, Dilan was worried that they had miscalculated The Sanak! Learning from his experience when facing Antares, Dilan began to realize that there were several National level cultivators hiding in the shadows. They hid very deeply, so few people knew of their existence. If his disciples were to meet one of them, Dilan was worried that they would only meet their deaths. Of course, Dilan did not want that to happen. He had made them grow this far, and he would not let them die just like that. Moreover, Dilan liked them and had treated them like his family, so he did not want to lose them. Therefore, Dilan decided to follow them.
The next morning, Dilan woke up with a bright smile on his face. He felt much better after spending an amazing night with Wenda. When he woke up, Wenda was already up first, preparing breakfast for him. This made Dilan feel like he was a king. He was appreciated, loved, and served. When he was with Chelsea, this never happened to him, making him feel even more guilty for ignoring Wenda. He had ignored an angel. However, there was no point in regretting. A bright future lay clearly before him, and he just needed to grab it. For the next three days, before he left Ashwood City again, he decided to spend his time with Wenda. This was the right time to deepen their relationship, making them bond with each other. He wanted to create a memorable moment before their wedding. After breakfast, Dilan invited Wenda to go shopping at the mall. Hearing that, Wenda was very happy, but her expression immediately turned gloomy, "But, I'm worried about paparazzi attacks. We won't be able to shop
Afterwards, while carrying the necklace, Dilan smiled as he spoke, "Can I put this necklace on your neck, Wenda?"Wenda's cheeks flushed as she tied her hair back, showing off her beautiful skin and her extraordinary charm, "Go ahead, Dilan."Getting Wenda's approval, Dilan gently touched Wenda's neck, hanging the beautiful necklace there. As if a bright light that washed away the deep darkness, the charm that radiated from Wenda grew bigger and bigger. She looked so beautiful with it, making Dilan's cheeks naturally flush. Dilan rarely admired a woman's appearance, but he had to admit that Wenda was so perfect, as if she was a character that came out of a painting. Seeing Dilan's reaction, Wenda blushed. She touched the green necklace with a warm smile, vowing to keep it as if it was part of her life. This was the first gift Dilan had given her. Afterwards, they left the jewelry store and headed to another store. They decided to spend time together, right? So it wasn't enough to j
Watching the three of them leave, Dilan could only sigh helplessly. As he had said before, he could destroy Chelsea's business as easily as turning his palm. With just a call, all of Chelsea's wealth would disappear like ice evaporating under the scorching sun. However, Dilan decided not to do it. He hated Leanne, but not Chelsea. He would not be so cruel as to destroy Chelsea's life. She had suffered enough from her mother's rude and stubborn nature, so she deserved what she had now. Chelsea deserved to enjoy all of that. Wenda on the other hand, showed a bitter expression, before finally asking Dilan, "Are you used to receiving bad treatment like that, Dilan?" "That's right. That old woman always does it almost every day," Dilan replied indifferently. Wenda frowned,"Why did you choose to stay? If the Verdentia Continent Government finds out about this, they will fall into madness. The Supreme Lord who is able to make the whole world fearful, being treated like trash by his in-la
Dilan then said to Wenda,"I will interrogate this man first, Wenda. For planning to kill you and me, he will get what he deserves!"Wenda gave a nod of understanding. Of course, the situation that had just happened shocked her quite a bit. Three assassins entered his apartment without her realizing it? If Dilan did not immediately realize their presence, she and Dilan would die here.Dilan then took the man into an empty room. Dilan took a folding chair, placed it in the middle of the room, told the man to sit there.He then took out his small knife, asked coldly, "Can we start this now?"An hour later, Dilan managed to gather all the information he needed. He even managed to get their camouflage technique. To make him not realize their presence, Dilan was interested in learning this technique. It might be useful for him in the future.And, after the man showed him how to do it, Dilan was quite impressed. Minimizing the aura of existence to the point where it couldn’t be felt at all?