I'm Really Going to Become an Immortal Chapter 253 - 196: Life and Death Talisman (Seeking Monthly

Hidden within the ancient and bustling city of Laoag was a mysterious individual unknown to the common folk—Abba Lerner.

He was the true helmsman behind the scenes of this city, manipulating a complex network of power with an invisible hand. His influence was deeply rooted in every corner, from the political and business sectors to the street alleys.

Yet on this tranquil night, as the city’s clamor gradually subsided, Abba Lerner shed the various auras the outside world had clothed him with, returning to the simplest form of family life.

At ho.

In a dining room that was tastefully decorated yet exuded warmth, the soft glow of light fell upon the carefully arranged dining table. Made of fine mahogany and covered with a delicate linen tablecloth, it beheld a set of bone china tableware, each piece revealing the extraordinary taste and status of the host.

The air was filled with the seductive aroma of food, the handiwork of the family chef’s carefully prepared dinner—a blend of Laoag’s local flavors and international cuisine. It not only showcased Lerner’s respect for the local culture but also reflected his broad vision and unique pursuit of life.

Abba Lerner himself, dressed in simple yet elegant casual wear, was seated at the head of the dining table, enjoying this rare mont of peace.

But when he looked down and then back up, he couldn’t help but freeze in place.

The act of chewing his food halted for a mont.

Before him, a man had appeared at the opposite end of the dining table, setting himself a plate and cutlery with the etiquette of nobility, deftly handling a slice of snake at.

He had rely lowered his head—how had the room, previously empty, suddenly gained another person besides himself?

It felt like looking down in math class to pick up a pen, and then looking up to find the blackboard filled with complex formulas.

Now he had simply taken a bite.

And when he looked up again, there was another person at the table.

Considering it was late at night, Abba Lerner felt a chill down his spine.

However, seeing the man’s unabashed deanor,

Abba Lerner was montarily taken aback.

Hmm? That’s not right.

Why does it feel like you’re the master of this place?

The stranger who had suddenly appeared across the table, was savoring the delicacies on it, without any hint of unfamiliarity.

In fact, Abba Lerner noticed that halfway through his al, the man, with a familiar air, had taken a pack of tissues from the cabinet beside the table to wipe his hands.

Then, as if Lerner was air, the man returned to the table and continued eating.

This turn of events made Abba Lerner feel as if he were the guest.

Abba Lerner was silent for a long ti.

After confirming several tis within his heart that he, indeed, was the master of the house,

He couldn’t help but speak up, "Who are you?"

There was a tinge of confusion in his voice,

And a hint of underlying fear.

Because he knew all too well that his ho was guarded by a private ard force of more than thirty people, each equipped with firearms.

For soone to approach so silently without his permission,

Was nearly impossible.

Even if thirty pigs were blocking the doorway, they’d grunt if soone tried to co through.

Yet these thirty private guards had let soone in without firing a single shot.

Had he bypassed those thirty n?

Or had this man silently dealt with them all?

If it were the forr, it would be understandable.

But if it were the latter, that would be too astonishing.

Looking at the man who appeared unard, silently taking out thirty ard individuals without a sound, and sitting there with neat and tidy clothes—as if he were Captain Arica?

Even if an ard force had barged in, there would at least be the sound of gunfire, right?

But his place remained eerily silent.

The man had suddenly appeared.

Abba Lerner didn’t know which scenario it was; he only knew that after silently pressing the call button for what felt like ages, no one ca.

It seed like the latter possibility was true.

All his n had been silently taken out.

Silent, his heart sank.

"It doesn’t matter who I am,"

"What’s important is, to understand to whom you belong?"

Chen Yun tasted the snake at on the table, finding the exotic flavor novel.

It wasn’t particularly delicious,

But it was indeed interesting, a sensation he had not experienced before.

This piqued his curiosity, and he took another bite.

Across from him, Abba Lerner was naturally devoid of any late-night snack craving,

Instead, he sat sweating profusely, lost in deep thought.

After a long while, he cautiously ventured, "What do you want? Money or won? Or sothing else?"

Abba Lerner’s expression was quite serious.

Facing the formidable figure who had suddenly appeared at his doorstep, Lerner suspected that all his n had been taken out by him and now only wanted to quickly capitulate.

Regardless of the cost,

He just wanted to resolve the situation peacefully.

In his heart, he was prepared for the man opposite to demand a huge sum.

Whatever it was that brought him here, Abba Lerner felt it wasn’t worth more than his life.

"Oh? What do I want?"

Chen Yun looked up at the very compliant Abba Lerner across from him, a smile inadvertently forming at the corner of his mouth.

It had to be said,

In the real world, everyone knew when to yield.

When it was ti to bend the knee, not one remained rigid; nobody was headstrong.