"Who’s he? For someone that important, he can’t just be unknown," someone commented."They called him Divine Doctor Sam, so he might be a traditional doctor. My bet is that he’s the one who cured Sir Richmond," another replied.Samuel was surprised by the warm reception. He nodded politely to the crowd before following Richard to a VIP stand specially prepared for him. There, Eric was already waiting with a glass of champagne in hand."You’re already here? Seems I came a bit late," Samuel said as he walked toward one of the seats laid out for him. It was soft and comfortable."No, I was the one who came way too early. I was too eager to taste the food and wine. Hehehe," Eric laughed.The two men chatted as they tucked into the food and wine. Cultivators had huge appetites, so they ate heartily.Samuel hadn’t eaten before leaving, and now he was famished.Some of the guests who had been watching them from the start looked away in disappointment and disgust. Imagine two grown men eating

Richard grabbed him by the collar and almost lifted him, but the skinny man was surprisingly powerful. Samuel could tell that Richard had used some strength out of anger, yet even as a cultivator he couldn’t move Simon, which proved how immense Simon’s power was.Simon smirked.“You better calm your temper. This is a race, and anything can happen. Besides, there’s no rule that says cars can’t run into each other by mistake.”“That’s a mistake to you?” Richard pointed at the car now lying upside down, smoke curling from its engine.“Whether you like it or not, it’s not against the rules.” Simon smirked again and walked away. Richard made to chase after him, but Samuel pulled him back.“Let him go,” Samuel said curtly.“But… but we can’t just leave it like that. I didn’t hire another driver. I can easily replace the car, it’s only two hundred and fifty thousand dollars so that’s not much. But the driver! I can’t just get some random guy to replace him. I’m going to lose this race.” Rich

With his current strength, even if he wasn’t the strongest in his realm, he no longer believed he needed to fear anyone in it.Without wasting time, he acted on his thoughts.His figure blurred, vanishing from sight, and in the next instant he appeared beside the robed mage, knocking him out with a single blow. His physical strength was monstrous—the man crumpled before he could react. Samuel stretched out his hand and grabbed the sword hanging by the man’s waist.The others immediately responded, sending a barrage of mana-charged spells at him. He dodged them with ease, his movements smooth and precise.“You bastard!” Albert growled, charging forward. But Eric was already waiting. His hands suddenly enlarged and hardened like stone. He clenched his fists, the air crackling, and lunged forward.He threw a punch straight at Albert’s jaw. Albert’s eyes darkened; with a wave of his hands, countless vines erupted from the ground. Some curled around his legs and yanked him backward, pullin

The five walked out of the forest and stood on the same road where everything had started."I suggest I take them home. My father will grow suspicious if I don’t," Albert said seriously.Samuel frowned. He really needed them, especially Nina, whose realm was higher. If he could unlock her powers, she would be extremely useful to him. He was unwilling to let them go so easily.Just then, Albert’s phone rang.He picked it up calmly.Eric stood to the side, watching everything quietly. He could swear by his life that this wasn’t any puppeteering technique. They clearly had their free will and could think normally. In short, nothing about them had changed except that they obeyed Samuel and treated his orders as final.However, they could still make suggestions or even point out his mistakes if he allowed it. That was what shocked Eric the most. He had never heard of such a strange form of sorcery before—if that was even what it was.Albert answered the call and walked a few steps away. Wh

Samuel was introduced to some of the important staff and artists. After that, he called his sister and Rowland together and took them to the studio. There, he showed them the songs he had written and pre-recorded.They were stunned when they realized what he had created—every single track was a masterpiece. If these songs were properly promoted with good PR, they could easily go global and rake in millions."Right now, for maximum effect, we can’t just divide these songs among all our artists. Here’s why: if we give one artist one song each, they might end up with one global hit, but that doesn’t guarantee a successful tour. My suggestion is that we pick two artists, find skilled songwriters and producers, and work toward creating full albums for them."Each artist will have five of these songs included in their album. When both albums are released, we’ll do massive PR, focusing on those ten songs in particular. Once they go global, voila—we’ll have two touring artists, more bookings,