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Chapter 307: The rot within the Beggar's sect
Alistair unleashed his true, unrestricted aura. It didn't manifest as a destructive shockwave, but rather as an invisible, suffocating ocean of golden celestial light that completely locked down the space within the room.Beggar John froze instantly, his breath trapped in his throat, his limbs paralyzed by a majestic, primordial weight that felt capable of crushing the entire district with a single thought.Alistair extended a single hand, pointing his finger at John's chest.A thin, laser-accurate strand of golden qi shot forward, piercing straight into the old man's central dantians and surging through his entire meridian network.Alistair was performing a thorough spiritual scan.A few seconds later, the suffocating golden pressure vanished as quickly as it had appeared, returning the room to its natural state. Beggar John collapsed onto a wooden chair, gasping frantically for air, his uniform drenched in a sudden burst of cold sweat."Relax, John," Alistair said, his voice carry
Chapter 306: Some minor investigation
The moment Alistair crossed the threshold, the old wooden doors creaking softly under his weight, Beggar John snapped his head up. Recognizing the familiar aura, Beggar John quickly stepped out from behind his low counter, ushering Alistair into a private back room and sealing the heavy bamboo curtains behind them.“Sir, you are here. The heavens must be smiling on me for you to visit me.” Beggar John remarked. “That remains to be seen,” Alistair said as he glanced around. “You weren't available today.”“Indeed, I wasn't. The sect sent out a missive for all Beggars to go into hiding for the time being.” Beggar John said in an almost regretful tone.”“That so? “Indeed, but there's no need to worry. Once I got the missive, I told my assistant to inform you about my whereabouts should you come looking for me," Beggar John spoke in a hushed, reverent tone, bowing deeply. "First, allow me to offer my humblest congratulations. Your performance at the spirit painting exhibition was nothin
Chapter 305: Extending an invitation
Tristan’s heart leaped at the suggestion, a dark, vindictive thrill rushing through his veins. He remembered the humiliation Alistair had inflicted upon him, the effortless way the bastard had shattered his pride time and time again.The thought of watching Alistair stand in the shadows of the gala, completely exposed as a penniless nobody while Tristan was showered with global adulation, was intoxicating.However, Tristan quickly masked his malice, adopting his typical, magnanimous facade.He placed a gentle, reassuring hand on Mira’s shoulder and looked at Sara with an expression of pure benevolence."Actually, Sara, I think Mira has a point, though perhaps for different reasons," Tristan said softly, feigning the ultimate act of maturity. "Regardless of your past disagreements, Alistair was a part of your life for a long time. It would be a shame to exclude him from such a historic moment. Let's invite him. Show him that we harbor no ill will, and let him witness the dawn of a new
Chapter 304: D-day for Connor Group
Tristan looked remarkably well-recovered, though a trace of subtle makeup still masked the residual bruising on his jawline from the brutal beating he had suffered just days prior."Tristan?" Sara blinked in surprise, her eyes widening as she walked down the stairs. "What are you doing out of the hospital? You were supposed to be under medical observation for at least another week. You shouldn't be walking around, let alone dressed for a gala!""Sara, please, do you honestly think a few minor bruises could keep me away today?" Tristan chuckled softly, his voice carrying an impeccably practiced tone of humble dedication.He took a step forward, adjusting his cuffs with an air of noble sacrifice. "Tonight is the culmination of my life's work. The Connor Group is about to reveal a cure that will rewrite the history of oncology and save millions of lives. I would gladly crawl out of a burning building to see my formula finally given to the world."Hearing his words, Sara felt a wave of de
Chapter 303: Investigating Alistair Reid
When the butler burst back into the sitting room, Patriarch Morrison was still standing exactly where he had left him, a towering monolith of suppressed volcanic fury.James had been laid out on a silk layout cot, his pale, limp arms resting uselessly across his chest while he whimpered under his breath."You are back early," Patriarch Morrison rumbled, his earth-attribute *qi* flaring slightly, instantly lowering the air pressure in the room. "Did the beggars submit, or do I need to begin dismantling their southern shipping lanes?”"Patriarch! I have it!" The butler gasped, dropping to one knee and lifting his phone with both hands. "The Beggar's Sect front gate deacons tried to deny us, claiming the files were under supreme confidentiality. However, on my return, a hidden source within their upper echelons bypassed the restrictions. They leaked the identity directly to me."Patriarch Morrison snatched the phone from the butler's hands.His eyes scanned the text message, narrowing da
Chapter 302: The dark within the sect
The sudden vibration of the butler's cellphone shattered his spiraling thoughts.The butler frowned, reaching into his pocket and pulling out the secure device.It was a text message from an unlisted, completely encrypted number.He tapped the screen, and his eyes instantly widened as he read the single line of text:[The name you seek is Alistair Reid. He resides at the cliffside villa provided by Caleb Bolton.]The butler froze, his breath catching in his throat. Alistair Reid.A name entirely unfamiliar to the high-society circles of the Southern Province, yet tied directly to Caleb Bolton—the business tycoon of Riverdale.The puzzle pieces instantly clicked into place. The mysterious "scholar" wasn't a wandering hermit; he was backed by local finance, masking his identity behind Master Xie's artistic prestige."Driver! Speed up!" the butler roared, a sudden surge of adrenaline completely erasing his previous dread. "Return to the estate immediately! I have the target's name!"Me
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