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The Majestic Heir Chapter 45 - Their Order, Not You
A few minutes earlier.“This scent?” As Marc stood gazing outside, his sharp sense of smell caught a familiar aroma. At the same time, his ears picked up the sound of footsteps approaching the lobby. Since there were only two guests staying at the inn, it was undoubtedly Leonie and Sasha. Strangely, the closer their steps came, the stronger the scent became.“Hey, do you think you’re paid just to stand around like that?” Leonie probably thought Marc was daydreaming, but in reality, the young man was trying to recall the scent with his sharp nose.“This is king yarsagumba! There’s no mistaking it!” Marc thought, glancing briefly at the small bag Leonie was carrying. Even though it had been ten years since he last encountered it, his nose remembered the distinct aroma of the very rare herb.“What a stroke of luck!” Marc muttered as Leonie and Sasha walked out of the lobby. With the remedy needed to treat Thomas right in front of him, Marc wouldn’t need to search any longer to heal the b
The Majestic Heir Chapter 46 - It's Over
"Y-you all, why are you just standing there? Are you blind?" Chesley screamed desperately at his bodyguards, ignoring the searing pain in both his hands. "Kill this bastard now!"Marc grinned. It would have been easier—and more entertaining—if they attacked him all at once. While his left hand still gripped Chesley’s right, Marc clenched his free hand into a tight fist, ready to take on the bodyguards.But a glance toward the corner of the room caught his attention. The two terrified women huddled there made him pause. He took a deep breath. "No, I can’t show violence here. I’m a manager now," he thought, unwilling to frighten his guests."If any of you take even one step closer, I’ll make your boss suffer even more!" Marc warned, raising Chesley’s already broken hand just enough to make the burly man cry out in agony."Argh! Damn you! Let go of my hand!" Chesley bellowed."Tell your men to back off now, or I’ll rip this hand right off your body," Marc whispered into Chesley’s ear."Y
The Majestic Heir Chapter 47 - An Offer
"Mmm, this..." Wiping away the remnants of food from her mouth, Leonie opened her bag and took out a small black wooden box. The box resembled a pencil case and didn’t look particularly special. "This was a gift my father gave me before he passed away."Without being prompted, Leonie opened the box, and Marc immediately nodded. On the table sat a small stalk of yarsagumba, its blood-red surface velvety, with fine veins that seemed to glow faintly under the light. Its herbal aroma was so potent that every breath felt like it carried the energy of the snowy mountains where it originated. Though this object, resembling a caterpillar cocoon, appeared trivial, among elite healers, they would pay any price to acquire it."Yes, this is definitely king yarsagumba. It’s the same one I saw back then," Marc thought, his gaze fixed unwaveringly on the medicinal plant. The king yarsagumba before him was identical to the one Helma had given that old officer. "But how did this end up in her possessi
The Majestic Heir Chapter 48 - It's Real
"Mr. Robins, welcome. We’re sorry we didn’t know it was you who would be coming to see us." Leonie immediately rose from her seat and bowed respectfully upon realizing who had arrived. Sasha followed suit. They both knew the man before them was the butler of the Quentin family.Although the two women wore warm, polite smiles, they couldn’t fully believe what was happening. “So, this is the person Marc meant? Was he really not joking?” they thought, still stunned that Marc had been completely serious about his claims."Thank you, Mrs. Griffin. Please, no need to stand on ceremony. I’ve come here on the recommendation of..."Bachary was about to mention Marc’s name when he noticed the young man at the corner of the room shaking his head and pressing a finger to his lips."Very well, I’ll get straight to business. Mrs. Griffin, I would like to offer one hundred million for this plant. Do you have any objections?" Gesturing toward the king yarsagumba in the black box, Bachary’s expression
The Majestic Heir Chapter 49 - Dinner
“What exactly is inside this little box?” Marc murmured to himself, clutching the velvet-lined, deep maroon box that resembled a ring case. It was seven in the evening as he walked past the front gate, replaying Annette’s words in his head.“Even though it looks fragile, this box is incredibly sturdy. We’ve never been able to open it, no matter how hard we’ve tried.”Still gazing at the small box, Marc didn’t realize he had already reached the lobby door. As he stepped inside, Leonie and Sasha were sitting on the sofa, engrossed in their phones.This time, however, Marc noticed something different about their appearance compared to the last two days. Sasha was wearing a sleeveless maroon evening gown that fell just above her knees, while Leonie wore an elegant black dress. Their attire made them look not only stunning but also like sisters.“You both look amazing tonight. Are you heading out for dinner?” Marc greeted them, quickly tucking the tiny box into his shirt pocket.“Oh, Marc!
The Majestic Heir Chapter 50 - The Gentlemen
Twenty minutes before they arrived at this restaurant."Erick, what the hell is this? Are you deliberately trying to mess with me?" A man in his mid-thirties, wearing a black suit with a bright yellow tie, slammed one hand on the table on the eighth floor of The Atrium. His other hand pointed accusingly at a bald man, the same age as him, who kept his head bowed. "Do you have any idea how much I've lost because of your incompetence?""Mr. Moore, please forgive me." Erick lifted his face slightly. "I-I honestly didn’t know the mayor would send a task force to arrest Mr. Egerton," he stammered.As the son of Cammont’s head of security, Erick Keating was a mid-ranking officer in the city’s police force, someone who should have played a major role in cleaning up the city of its criminal elements. However, instead of upholding justice, he used his position to cozy up to gang leaders, offering his services to protect them from the police.Chesley was one of those who had employed Erick’s se
The Majestic Heir Chapter 51 - The Agreement
"No! This doesn’t look right! I can’t just accept terms like this!" Leonie shook her head vehemently as she read the contents of the letter on the table.Randolph owed Ezra ten million dollars. If the first party failed to repay the debt by the due date, he would hand over his wife to the second party until the debt was settled. And, to make matters worse, the letter was signed by the head of the Cammont Department of Security, which meant it couldn’t possibly be fake.Unbelievable!"Mrs. Griffin, do you think this is my doing? I also don’t understand why your husband used you as collateral. But if there’s someone to blame, it’s your husband," Ezra said, feigning an uncomfortable expression, though in his heart, he was grinning ear to ear."Mr. Moore, please understand my situation." Leonie pleaded softly, her voice low and her face half-desperate. "Randolph and I are about to get divorced, so I don’t want to get involved in his affairs or responsibilities."Exhaling deeply, Ezra gave
The Majestic Heir Chapter 52 - Authority
"Mom, are you okay?" Sasha hugged Leonie, who was sitting on the floor, still looking dazed and unable to believe what had just happened."Y-yes... Yes.""Thank goodness. Everything is safe now. I brought security officers with me."Behind Sasha, two security officers scratched their heads, staring at the ten bulky bodyguards sprawled unconscious on the floor."Who is this young man?" they wondered, glancing at Marc. "His fighting skills are terrifying!"These two security officers were certified martial artists. In combat—whether armed or unarmed—their abilities were unquestionable. However, witnessing the speed and explosive force of Marc's punches earlier left them both holding their breath. Even a martial arts master might not be able to execute such precise and devastating movements."Sasha, take care of your mom for now. I'll handle this." Marc said firmly before opening the door to a room and stepping inside."M-Marc..." Sasha raised her hand, intending to stop him. Yet, for so
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Chapter 75 - Regret
At the same time, instead of dodging, Marc grinned and shook his head. "How many times do I need to show you that I’m far stronger than you?"Marc swiftly lowered his body, allowing Dorje’s fist to sail harmlessly over his head. In the next instant, the young man’s hand clenched into a tight fist, and with incredible speed, he delivered a powerful punch to the master’s chest.Bang!The resounding impact echoed, accompanied by the unmistakable crack of bones. Dorje’s body was hurled back five meters, stumbling as he barely managed to remain upright.Spurt!"Damn it!" Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Dorje felt his insides churn and burn. "H-how... how could a weakling like him possess the strength to strike me?"Dorje’s face and body showed no sign of fear or shock—his expression remained steady, his stance unyielding. Yet deep down, both emotions began to grow, gnawing at his confidence. Especially after Marc had effortlessly countered his first strike.“This bastard’s abilities can’
Chapter 74 - I Told You!
"This young man has truly lost his mind!" whispered one of the monks kneeling in the courtyard of the central hall, staring at Marc. "How could he still dare to speak nonsense in front of Master Dorje?""Master Dorje will surely make him suffer!" another monk chimed in.As they predicted, Dorje's eyes gleamed with fury at this moment. "Kid, go west and meet His Reverence!" Dorje's right hand shot toward Marc's face with incredible speed, radiating a powerful golden aura. The golden glow wasn’t just on his hand—it enveloped his entire body.With such terrifying power, no one could fathom what would happen next. "That boy seems beyond saving!" one of the monks whispered shakily, closing his eyes. He wasn’t alone—almost all the monks had done the same.When everyone thought Marc's fate was sealed, the young man simply smiled faintly. Just as Dorje's palm was an inch away from his face, Marc moved with blinding speed, catching the master’s hand. "Not bad! But that’s still not fast enough
Chapter 73 - The Diamond
Turning around, Marc found himself facing a man in his early forties, whose appearance bore little difference from the monks he had faced earlier. The only distinguishing feature was the six red, circular burn marks on the man’s forehead, arranged in two vertical rows. On closer observation, the man’s feet hovered above the ground, a testament to the immense inner energy that allowed him to levitate effortlessly.Shortly after, hundreds of monks, both senior and junior, flooded into the courtyard of the central hall through the sole gateway. Upon recognizing the figure standing at the forefront, they gasped, their expressions a mixture of shock and joy.“Master Dorje!”The monks rushed toward the man and knelt before him.“We are overjoyed by your return. With you here, the monastery will be safe once again!”The name Dorje meant "diamond." True to his name, this man possessed an unyielding character and immense strength. After retreating from the world for three years of meditation,
Chapter 72 - It’s Too Late
"Your Reverence!" Passing through the gates, Marc cried out as he spotted an old man sprawled in front of the altar of another open building—this one larger than the others—just ahead."Hold on, I’ll help you." Placing his palm over Tenzin’s chest, Marc could see the deep gash running across the abbot's neck."Truly despicable!" he thought. "Who could have committed such a heinous act against him?"The abbot, however, weakly raised his hand and gently but firmly moved Marc's hand away from his chest."No. Save your strength, young man. My time has come. You don’t need to worry about me." Tenzin's weak face radiated serenity, his wide smile suggesting he was ready to embrace death without burden."Your Reverence, please let me help you. I am a healer," Marc pleaded, begging the abbot to allow him to heal his wound. But the old man continued to hold him back."No, there is no need," Tenzin replied softly. "Kind sir, my duty in this world has ended. It is time for me to go home."Hearing
Chapter 71 - Please Leave!
As Marc remained silent in his thoughts, Harper stood up from the floor and approached the abbot."Your Reverence, we should leave this place immediately and return the box to the storage room. It will become increasingly dangerous if this box stays out any longer.""Ah, yes, yes, but…" Tenzin glanced at Marc. Although he had already decided to accept the girl's opinion that the young man was at fault, he couldn't shake off the discomfort gnawing at his heart, as if he had made the wrong decision."Your Reverence, we don't have much time. Who knows what this man might do next? We can't let him take the box back from you."Without waiting for Tenzin's response, Harper gently yet firmly took the abbot's arm. "I'll call the other disciples to handle him.""Your Reverence, …" Marc tried to stop the abbot, but Harper didn't allow it."Damn it! I can’t just attack this girl recklessly!" Marc cursed under his breath.At this point, Harper had completely earned Tenzin's trust. Attacking her w
Chapter 70 - Misunderstood
"Oh, what have I done?" Shaking his head vigorously several times, Tenzin’s face was filled with regret. "I attacked an innocent man like you. What a grave sin I have committed.""Your Reverence, you’re not at fault. You were under a spell," Marc said, lifting his palm from Tenzin’s chest after healing the abbot’s internal injuries. "It’s this girl who’s responsible for all this chaos," he added, pointing toward the robed girl standing not far ahead.Mr. Belmont, what do you mean? Miss Morgan is a guest at our monastery." Once Tenzin had recovered from the spell, he recalled that the girl before him wasn’t a stranger. Harper Morgan, who had appeared at the monastery gates looking in need of help four months ago, was already familiar to him."Unfortunately, it seems this girl isn’t what she appears to be," Marc replied, shaking his head. "I’m certain she’s the one who put the spell powder in your drink."Marc hadn’t seen Harper slip the powder into Tenzin’s or his own drink directly, b
Chapter 69 - Under the Spell
A loud explosion reverberated through the open building as the girl’s fingertips struck Marc’s chest. Instinctively pulling herself back a few steps, the girl’s eyes widened in shock.“Damn!” she cursed internally. “How is he still standing after my attack?”As a level-12 cultivator, the girl could clearly see that Marc’s internal energy was only at level 10. Although it was just a two-level difference, the gap was substantial. Even a level-11 cultivator wouldn’t dare let her attack land, or their chest would have been blown open on the spot. Yet, Marc not only withstood the attack, but his body felt as solid as a boulder.“What kind of trick is he using?” she wondered, still reeling from the shock. At the same time, she kept shaking her hand, which now tingled as though it had been struck by high-voltage electricity.Moreover, seeing no reaction on Marc’s face made the girl furrow her brows. “Strange! Didn’t I already lace his tea with mind-control powder? Why doesn’t he seem affecte
Chapter 68 - The Effect
“Your Reverence, what do you mean by this? Promising a food package without including any food inside? Can such a thing even be called a deal?”Although Marc’s tone sounded polite, his sharp gaze betrayed his irritation. He didn’t mind if this old man underestimated or even belittled him. But how could he let anyone toy with him? This old man was no exception!As if seeing a completely different person, Tenzin merely waved his hand dismissively without saying a word.“Let me clarify this for you. This ring is not an ordinary item that can be bought with money. Even the box that holds it is of extraordinary quality. So if I don’t give you the ring but only the box, it’s more than enough. There’s nothing wrong with what I’ve said.”“Your Reverence, you…” Clearly, the old man before him was playing games. And Marc had more than enough reasons to act. Yet, as he recalled what he had seen before arriving here, he nodded, as if realizing something.Instead of losing his temper, Marc wore a bi
Chapter 67 - You See?
One hour earlier."Sir, is this really the path to the White Lotus Monastery?" Marc asked an old farmer resting at the edge of his field. The narrow trail ahead was not only steep but also littered with large stones. It was no surprise that no GPS service had mapped the area this far.However, this was hardly an issue for Marc. With the zhenqi coursing through his body, even if he had to walk ten times farther than the usual route, he wouldn’t feel the slightest fatigue."Yes, you’re correct." The old man, shirtless and drenched in sweat, nodded his head. Hearing Marc’s question, his expression suddenly turned serious. "Young man, where are you from? Did your parents send you to go up there?""Well..." Before Marc could finish his sentence, the old man interrupted. "Please listen to me—for your own safety, you should turn back and never set foot in that monastery.""What do you mean?" Marc furrowed his brows."Sit down, and I’ll explain everything to you." The old man grabbed Marc’s s
