"Hello?"
Before long, a voice filled with age and experience ca from the other end of the phone.
"Asya, I need your help right now. I've run into a tricky situation," Yamino got straight to the point.
"What exactly happened?" Asya asked calmly.
Yamino briefly organized his thoughts and proceeded to explain everything about Connor.
"You just ntioned that this Connor is Paxton's son. Why didn't you tell this right away?" Asya asked with a furrowed brow.
"I thought I could handle Connor on my own at first, but I never expected him to grow so rapidly in less than two years, to the point where I can't deal with him," Yamino replied directly.
"You were too ambitious," Asya remarked.
"I know I made a mistake," Yamino admitted.
"It's good that you realize it. We've known each other for many years, and I know your character well," Asya said. "You ntioned earlier that this Connor defeated a Heaven-Ranked Ancient Martial Grandmaster. Is that correct?"
"Yes, not only a Celestial Ancient Martial master, but he also killed the leader of the Blood Moon Sect," Yamino quickly confird.
"That indicates his strength is indeed terrifying," Asya acknowledged.
"Asya, I know it's against our Rockefeller's rules to ask for help like this, but his power is truly terrifying, and I can't handle him. Please, for the sake of my father, help ," Yamino said with a deep breath.
"I'll explain the situation to Mr. Long. If Connor is indeed a Heaven-Ranked Ancient Martial Grandmaster and Paxton's son, Mr. Long won't allow him to live in this world. Besides, he would have a reason to eliminate Connor. Be cautious during this ti," Asya advised in a hushed tone.
"When can Mr. Long send soone?" Yamino inquired urgently.
"Within a week," Asya replied.
"Asya, thank you so much. I'm truly grateful," Yamino expressed his gratitude.
"Don't be so formal," Asya replied calmly and hung up the phone.
Yamino took a deep breath as he looked at his phone. He knew that with Mr. Long's intervention, Connor's days might be numbered. However, it would take so ti for Mr. Long's people to arrive, and if Connor decided to co after him during this period, his situation could still be very dangerous.
"Juan, co in!" Yamino called out in a low voice.
"Dad, what's going on?" Juan walked into the office.
"I just spoke with Asya on the phone. Mr. Long's n will arrive in about a week. During this ti, I need to go into hiding. Do you plan to leave Yarlford with , or do you want to stay here and manage the company?" Yamino asked.
"Dad, I think Connor's main target is you, not . I don't need to go into hiding, I'll stay here," he replied, wanting to show his determination to make ands.
"Alright, then you stay in Yarlford," Yamino nodded, then picked up his phone to call his driver, preparing to leave Yarlford as soon as possible.
anwhile, on the other side, Connor and Yolanda had spent a full day and night on the plane and finally arrived at Yarlford Airport.
During the entire journey, Yolanda behaved as if she didn't exist. Unless Connor initiated a conversation, she wouldn't disturb him. She quietly listened to music, slept when she felt tired, and asked the flight attendants to bring food, offering so to him each ti, even though he hadn't eaten.
Once they landed, Connor noticed that she was really planning to follow him. He couldn't take it anymore and stopped, looking at her. "What are you trying to do? Even if you follow like this, I'll never agree."
"If you don't agree, I'll just keep following you. I'll return to the Profound Sect only when you agree," she replied calmly.
"If you insist on doing that, don't bla for being rude!" he exclaid in frustration.
"If you want to kill , go ahead. Since I can't fulfill the task my master gave , I might as well die!" Her expression remained calm.
"Is your master forcing you to do this?" he asked, furrowing his brow.
"No, this is my own idea," she replied naively.
"I knew it. Your master, who is so smart, would never use such a foolish thod..." he muttered under his breath, then looked at Yolanda. "I'll tell you the truth; I won't agree to this. Stop wasting your ti on ."
"If you don't agree, I won't leave," she replied firmly.
"You..." Connor was at a loss, then he raised his hand to hail a taxi.
Seeing him get into a taxi, she imdiately followed suit.
"Where to, handso?" The taxi driver, who had been staring at Yolanda's ethereal beauty, asked with a grin.
"To Stormbound Tower," Connor replied softly.
"Alright!" The driver started the car and initiated a conversation. "You must be working at Stormbound Corporation, right?"
"Sothing like that." He replied with a nod.
Yolanda, however, seed uninterested in their conversation and continued to look out of the window, taking in the scenery. She had spent most of her life within the Profound Sect and rarely ventured into bustling cities like Yarlford. The outside world fascinated her.
"You know, you don't look like an ordinary person," the driver continued, glancing at Connor.
"How so?" Connor asked.
"Your girlfriend is so beautiful; you must be special!" the driver said with a chuckle.
"She's not my girlfriend..." Connor began.
"Not your girlfriend?!" The driver paused, then continued, "Well, if you can work at Stormbound Corporation, you must be soone extraordinary. Regular folks can't get into that company..."
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