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anwhile, Simba was pacing anxiously back and forth in the eting room.

Just a few minutes ago, he suddenly found that he had completely lost contact with the restraining bracelet.

This bracelet was lent to him by Tony for temporary use, and the plan was to return it to him a month later. However, less than a day had passed and the bracelet was already broken!

Tony was a ruthless character, and if Simba didn’t return his item in ti, the cost would be more than he could bear.

For this reason, Simba decided to convene a eting with the core mbers of the Psychic Association to discuss a solution.

However, after waiting in the eting room for ten minutes, not a single person showed up.

He imdiately frowned, yanked out his mobile phone, dialed his confidant’s number, and roared:

"Hey! What the hell are you doing?! I told you to call a eting, where the hell did you send the people?!"

His confidant swallowed nervously and stuttered:

"Coun...councilman, sothing unexpected happened, you better co to the training ground, a...a big shot has co!"

At these words, Simba was taken aback.

Who was this big shot? Why did they choose to co at this particular ti?

With a heavy heart, Simba quickly headed towards the training ground.

As soon as he arrived at the training ground, he imdiately saw that all the hundreds of mbers of the Psychic Association were neatly standing below the stage.

And on the high platform, a few familiar figures were surrounding a young girl in a light blue dress who was holding a black umbrella.

Simba was startled, and he instantly recognized one of the elders standing beside the girl with the black umbrella.

It was one of the elders of the Psychic Association - Caddy.

Caddy was extrely gifted and was among the top echelons in all the Psychic Associations around the world.

But what Simba noticed was that at this mont, Caddy could only stand at the very end next to the girl, and the power of the people in front of him was even greater, one stronger than the other!

Looking at it this way, the identity of the girl was definitely extraordinary!

Simba dared not delay and hurriedly ran over.

"Miss, our councilman has arrived!" Upon seeing Simba approaching, an association mber quickly introduced him.

"This is our councilman Simba, who is also the direct person in charge of the Washington Psychic Association."

The girl under the black umbrella turned her head and calmly glanced at him.

Simba suddenly felt as if a chilly light swept across his body, causing his heart to tremble and his body to subtly shudder.

What on earth...

Who is this girl, whose re gaze makes his hairs stand on end?

It was a sensation he hadn’t experienced in many years!

The pressure that this girl imposed was enormous, causing his back to beco drenched in sweat.

Seeking help, he glanced at Caddy, who was standing behind the girl, and quickly said:

"I’m the councilman of the Washington Psychic Association, I wonder..."

Caddy walked up to him, politely nodded at Simba, and said,

"Let introduce you."

He turned his head towards the girl under the black umbrella and said, "This is Miss Laura from the Temple."

"Temple?"

Simba was so frightened by the word that he dared not even breathe. He quickly said, "Wel...welco Miss Laura."

Simba instinctively looked up and stole a glance at the girl. His heart gave a sudden jolt.

As a councilman of the Washington Psychic Association, he had seen many extraordinarily beautiful won, but the stunning feeling when he saw Laura’s face was simply indescribable.

Laura’s beauty was not just on the outside. More so, it was her inner qualities, pure and pristine like a snow lotus under the blazing sun. Even though she was quiet, her aloof and detached aura was impossible to ignore.

Simba sat in place, staring unblinkingly at Laura. Every movent she made, every smile she gave, was like a delicate picture, impossible to forget.

Caddy slowly pulled out a docunt from his briefcase and said, "Miss Laura’s purpose in coming to your Psychic Association this ti is simple. In two weeks, Mr. Autumn Leaf will be hosting a grand banquet in the Temple. This banquet will invite top psychics from all over the world."

"Of course, there are limited places. Miss Laura is responsible for the personnel selection in Arica, and Washington is the last stop on her trip. At the mont, Miss Laura still has one spot left."

Laura gave a faint smile and looked at the very constrained Simba, "So, Councilman Simba, whether or not this spot ends up in your association’s hands depends on your performance."

"Mr. Autumn Leaf’s sudden announcent of a banquet in the Temple is bound to provide these excellent psychics with a significant opportunity. At the sa ti, the Psychic Association that receives this spot will undoubtedly receive more attention from the Temple. Do you understand?"

Seeing the hint in Caddy’s eyes, Simba was delighted.

What others didn’t know was that Caddy was Simba’s ntor. His current achievents were naturally due to Caddy’s guidance and assistance.

Caddy’s serious tone made it clear to him that this spot was of utmost importance!

Simba quickly cupped his fist in the other hand, "We have many young psychics with astonishing talent in Washington. We will not disappoint Miss Laura. May I ask, Miss, how will the person for this spot be decided?"

Laura looked straight ahead, not responding. An elder standing next to her said indifferently, "The best way is through a competition. You can recomnd the excellent talents of your association. Let them go all out in the competition. We have our own set of scoring criteria to see if they et the requirents."

Simba was extrely excited and said, "Yes! I’ll arrange it right away!"

And anwhile.

Outside the plaza of the Psychic Association building, a sports car pulled up.

Alexander stepped out of the car. He raised his head, looking up at the towering building.

So this is the Psychic Association building.

Alexander had always focused on building his financial empire in the past, so he wasn’t very familiar with the city where he lived.

However, Alexander’s visit today was not to learn about the Psychic Association.

He ca for revenge!

Alexander walked towards the building of the Psychic Association.

Before he reached the entrance, he saw one after another car speeding in from a distance.

One by one, young n and won, all about fourteen years old, exited the cars. Their faces were all serious as they entered the building.

anwhile, most of the onlookers were discussing the situation.

"Have you heard? So big shots have co to our Washington Psychic Association this ti!"

"I don’t know what happened, but our association’s eldest brother also received an invitation to enter the building. Besides, many young psychics have co from far away."

After hearing the crowd’s discussion, Alexander touched his chin.

It seems like there’s so event going on inside.

Well, the more the rrier, right?

Alexander gave a slight smile.

He turned his head and looked around. The next mont, he noticed a huge bulletin board not far from the building.

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