Logan on the other hand also couldn't care less. He had a whole lot of other things he had to do. There was no way he would care about someone. Especially since the other party didn't seem to believe him. Also, there was no need to fume over it. Pushing all of these to the back of his mind. Logan stopped a cab and headed back home. In no time, hours passed and soon, the sun set. Darkness creeped in like the thief it was, stealing away the remaining rays of light plunging everywhere into darkness. Logan on the other hand stretched his body as he walked out of the house. After getting back today. He searched his memories and chose a formidable cultivation technique to practice. Without it, he wouldn't be able to use other talismans and even using low level talismans would become difficult over time. There were other benefits to cultivation. It was not just for activating, or drawing talismans. In fact, if one cultivated just to be able to draw talismans, they would be unde

Logan and the other guard on the other walked towards the back of the villa. The guard shook, feeling his soul trembled as the chilly wind bit his skin. But all of a sudden, a warm energy radiated within, canceling it out. Apart from that, the lights in the surroundings flickered, constantly and the strange sounds came from all directions. This alone was enough to terrify someone. But somehow, not only did he not feel scared, he felt a bit confident, though he knew deep down he could hear his instincts telling him to run. "Alright it's okay here," Logan suddenly spoke, his voice pulling the guard out of his thoughts. "Drop those junks here," Logan continued, pointing at a spot. The guards froze, his eyes nearly bulging out of their sockets. What the heck was he calling Junks? Every single thing he was holding cost at least a Million. Most of them were rare antiques the old man had collected himself. The others were for the young lady as she loved collecting small items

Logan and the other guard on the other walked towards the back of the villa. The guard shook, feeling his soul trembled as the chilly wind bit his skin. But all of a sudden, a warm energy radiated within, canceling it out. Apart from that, the lights in the surroundings flickered, constantly and the strange sounds came from all directions. This alone was enough to terrify someone. But somehow, not only did he not feel scared, he felt a bit confident, though he knew deep down he could hear his instincts telling him to run. "Alright it's okay here," Logan suddenly spoke, his voice pulling the guard out of his thoughts. "Drop those junks here," Logan continued, pointing at a spot. The guards froze, his eyes nearly bulging out of their sockets. What the heck was he calling Junks? Every single thing he was holding cost at least a Million. Most of them were rare antiques the old man had collected himself. The others were for the young lady as she loved collecting small items

Logan and the other guard on the other walked towards the back of the villa. The guard shook, feeling his soul trembled as the chilly wind bit his skin. But all of a sudden, a warm energy radiated within, canceling it out. Apart from that, the lights in the surroundings flickered, constantly and the strange sounds came from all directions. This alone was enough to terrify someone. But somehow, not only did he not feel scared, he felt a bit confident, though he knew deep down he could hear his instincts telling him to run. "Alright it's okay here," Logan suddenly spoke, his voice pulling the guard out of his thoughts. "Drop those junks here," Logan continued, pointing at a spot. The guards froze, his eyes nearly bulging out of their sockets. What the heck was he calling Junks? Every single thing he was holding cost at least a Million. Most of them were rare antiques the old man had collected himself. The others were for the young lady as she loved collecting small items

Logan and the other guard on the other walked towards the back of the villa. The guard shook, feeling his soul trembled as the chilly wind bit his skin. But all of a sudden, a warm energy radiated within, canceling it out. Apart from that, the lights in the surroundings flickered, constantly and the strange sounds came from all directions. This alone was enough to terrify someone. But somehow, not only did he not feel scared, he felt a bit confident, though he knew deep down he could hear his instincts telling him to run. "Alright it's okay here," Logan suddenly spoke, his voice pulling the guard out of his thoughts. "Drop those junks here," Logan continued, pointing at a spot. The guards froze, his eyes nearly bulging out of their sockets. What the heck was he calling Junks? Every single thing he was holding cost at least a Million. Most of them were rare antiques the old man had collected himself. The others were for the young lady as she loved collecting small items