The bronze cauldron finally cooled as Jack Sullivan carefully extracted the completed Baisha Pill. The perfectly round, pearl-white pill glowed with a faint inner light—a sign of successful refinement. After twenty-one days of careful cultivation using the evil spirit energy, his breakthrough pill was ready."Perfect," he murmured, storing the pill in a jade container. With this, he could advance to the next cultivation realm whenever he chose.A knock on his door interrupted his satisfaction. Hannah Shaw's excited voice called out, "Jack! Are you ready? The bus leaves in thirty minutes!"Jack opened the door to find both Hannah and Anna Young waiting in the hallway, their faces bright with anticipation for the snowy adventure ahead."Where are your bags?" Anna asked, looking puzzled at his empty hands."I'll buy what I need when we get there," Jack replied simply.Anna's expression turned concerned. "But Jack, winter clothes are expensive in tourist areas. Here, take this."She handed

Victor Zhang stood frozen in the bus aisle, still staring at his phone in disbelief. The harsh words from Harold Quinn Junior echoed in his mind, but he couldn't comprehend why such a small incident had triggered such an explosive reaction."This makes no sense," Victor muttered to himself. "Why would Harold destroy our business relationship over some nobody security guard?"Meanwhile, back in Carson City, Harold Quinn Junior paced frantically in his office, his hands shaking as he dialed his father's number."Dad, we have a problem," Harold said the moment his father answered. "I just accidentally insulted Mr. Sullivan through some idiot businessman.""You what?" Harold Senior's voice turned ice-cold."Some fool named Victor Zhang sent me Mr. Sullivan's photo, claiming he was a disrespectful security guard. I didn't recognize him at first, and now I'm terrified he'll think we were conspiring against him!""Pray that Mr. Sullivan is merciful," Harold Senior said grimly. "And make sure

Victor Zhang watched in stunned silence as Jack Sullivan casually swiped his black keycard and stepped into the exclusive elevator—the one Victor himself had tried to access earlier, only to be politely but firmly denied entry by security."That's impossible," Victor muttered, staring at the closed elevator doors. "That elevator only goes to the Snow Palace suite. There's no way a security guard could—"Panic seized him. Victor rushed to the front desk, his face flushed with confusion and disbelief."Excuse me!" he called out to the manager. "That man who just used the Snow Palace elevator—there must be some mistake!"The manager looked up politely. "I'm sorry, sir. Is there a problem?""Yes, there's a huge problem!" Victor's voice was rising. "That man is a nobody! A security guard! He can't possibly afford the Snow Palace suite!"The manager's expression grew cold. "Sir, I can assure you that Mr. Sullivan's credentials were thoroughly verified. He has every right to access that suit

Carl Bennett leaned back in his chair with the casual arrogance of someone who had never been told "no" in his entire life. He looked around the dining room as if he owned every piece of furniture in it."So," Carl said dismissively, "when exactly will this peasant be removed from my suite?"Victor Zhang rubbed his hands together eagerly. "Right away, Mr. Bennett! Jack, you heard the man. Pack your things and get out."Jack Sullivan continued eating calmly, not even bothering to look up from his plate."Did you hear me?" Victor's voice grew louder. "Mr. Bennett wants his suite! You need to leave immediately!"Hannah Shaw couldn't contain herself any longer. "This is completely unfair! Jack paid for that room fair and square!"Carl Bennett's cold eyes fixed on Hannah with obvious contempt. "And who exactly are you to question my decisions?""I'm someone who believes in basic fairness!" Hannah shot back. "You can't just kick people out of rooms they've already paid for!""Can't I?" Carl

Louis Lewis remained on his knees, sweat pouring down his face as he desperately tried to salvage the situation."Mr. Sullivan, please believe me! I would never knowingly try to arrest you! It was all a terrible misunderstanding!"Jack Sullivan's cold gaze shifted to Carl Bennett, who was still dabbing blood from his forehead with a napkin."Arrest him," Jack said simply, pointing at Carl.Carl Bennett laughed dismissively. "Arrest me? For what? This is all just a silly misunderstanding. I think I'll head back to my room now."He started to stand up, but Jack Sullivan's voice stopped him cold."Apologize to my friends."Carl's face twisted with indignation. "Apologize? Are you insane? I'm Carl Bennett of the Watson family! I don't apologize to anyone, especially not to some waitresses!""Then you'll be arrested," Jack replied calmly."This is Watson family territory!" Carl snarled. "You have no authority here! My family owns half of North Harbor!"Louis Lewis hesitated, clearly torn b