It was now extremely late at night and a cool ocean breeze blew across Halimark City. Despite the time, the Minshall family manor was still brightly lit. Inside, all of them were having a family meeting. “You did a truly swell job today, Zoey! Now that we have these herbs, we can continue refining the eternal pellet!” declared the old master of the Minshall family. Though he looked to be over ninety, he still looked quite strong for his age. “You living to be over a hundred would already be a blessing to me, grandpa!” replied Zoey with a wide smile on her face. “However, what does deserve congratulating is the fact that I barely made any effort to obtain the herbs this time around! What more, I even earned three hundred million dollars from that idiot without having to lose anything!” added Zoey as she laughed out loud. “About that… It’d be best if you did less of this kind of thing in the future… It’s not good for our family’s good fortune… This applies to the rest of us her

“I-I’ll hand it over…!” shouted the old master, his immense grief evident. However, he really didn’t have much of a choice but to obey. “…Men! Retrieve the map for him!” ordered the old man as he gestured for a few subordinates to do so. Soon enough, they returned with the map, handing it over to Gerald. “Speaking of which, I’ll also be taking the herbs I gave you tonight,” added Gerald. “R-right away…!” replied the old master extremely bitterly. They had only blackmailed three hundred million dollars and the herbs from him… To think that he would retaliate by snatching away everything that the Minshall family owned! While all the other Minshalls were definitely brimming with anger and resentment as well, none of them dared to say a word, choosing instead to keep their dissatisfaction to themselves. Once he obtained the herbs as well, Gerald turned around to leave. However, he had only taken a few steps when a young Minshall apprentice jumped out while shouting, “You b

As for Gerald, Wagner had called for him so that both of them could head over to meet Master Ghost in Langvern Church—which was located in Langvern Mountain—as appointed by Wagner the day before. In the past, Gerald hadn’t really believed in so-called ‘masters of fortune-telling’. He simply considered them to be people who were keen on deceiving others. However, from the moment he first found out about the remarkable old beggar in the mural, his views on fortune-telling began changing. Aside from all the mystifying new experiences he had gone through, Gerald also had another reason to believe that Master Ghost was the real deal. After all, Master Ghost had successfully predicted events that would befall Alice, Wagner, and even the Minshall family. Everything that he had said eventually came true. Since Master Ghost had been able to predict that both Wagner and Gerald would eventually meet, Gerald knew that there existed a chance that he would be able to learn about Mila and his

Out stepped a young man draped in black robes. When the visitors saw him, all of them fell silent. As for the apprentices, they immediately bowed respectfully before shouting in unison, “Senior!” “The distinguished guest that master’s been waiting for has arrived…” said the man as he scanned through the crowd with a smile. “May I know who among you goes by the name of Mr. Gerald Crawford? From Northbay?” added the man. “That would be me!” replied Gerald as he frowned slightly. To think that the mysterious Master Ghost had even predicted that he would come over today to pay him a visit! “Greetings, Mr. Crawford. The master has been waiting for you for the longest time, and he’s already prepared some tea for you. Please, follow me,” said the young priest as he bowed. Astonished, Gerald then replied, “…The longest time? From when exactly had he predicted my arrival…? As far as I know, Wagner only told him yesterday that I was coming over today to pay him a visit! Does Master G

“A stone tablet?” “Indeed. An ancient event of some sort had been painted onto it. Even after studying the stone tablet for quite some time, however, Xyion was only able to tell that it had something to do with a burial scene. He wasn’t able to understand the wording on the table at all, and after many years passed, he eventually lost interest in it. As a result, the tablet is now kept as an ancient art piece within my private room!” explained Master Ghost. Another mural…? Whenever Gerald heard about murals now, it always prompted his mind to recall what he had seen inside the ancient tomb. As one would expect, ancient murals were usually filled with historic tales that reflected the people of the time’s social, political, economic, literary, artistic, and technological capabilities. Such murals could end up being vastly different according to the artists’ beliefs, customs, and also their aesthetic concepts. These murals—that were usually drawn as long as rivers—were viewed