Chapter 487: Chapter 487 Stuart Family_1
A morial archway appeared in the distance.
Inside the archway was a huge courtyard.
The courtyard was entirely built according to the ancient “several entries and exits” standard, only it had been magnified several tis over.
House after house of ancient charm, stood majestically upon the hillside, like undulating peaks, layered upon each other.
In ancient tis, such a large courtyard would probably be off-limits even to a prince.
Greg Jensen, whose eyesight was extrely good, could see from afar that between each section of the courtyard there was a small garden, all linked by cloisters.
Above the cloisters, dragons and phoenixes were carved, and gold gilding engraved, so luxurious.
What was even more astonishing was that the layout of the courtyard subtly conford to the geomantic principle of collecting wind and gathering spiritual energy, as if it were one with the entire mountain.
Greg Jensen noticed at a glance that the natural spiritual energy inside the courtyard was probably denser than outside.
Sure enough, as soon as the car passed the archway in front, the spiritual energy gradually beca richer.
Greg Jensen took a deep breath, showing a satisfied smile.
Now he could be certain that cultivating here would be twice as effective with half the effort; although not as good as a Qi Condensing Pill, it had the advantage of being stable and enduring.
Even if he wanted to practice the Guidance Technique 24 hours a day, he wouldn’t need to worry about the effects of dicine, just absorb nature’s spiritual energy.
“Is this the Stuart Family?”
Duncan Kong was also greatly shocked, looking ahead with a face full of surprise.
The disdain on Xavier Cooper’s face disappeared, replaced by shock and envy.
“This… this is too big, how many people can live here?”
Before the three n’s amazent subsided, the car had already stopped in front of the main building’s entrance.
Carn Stuart got out of the car first, and then personally opened the door for Greg Jensen with a smile, “Mr. Wolfe, please?”
Greg Jensen felt sowhat flattered, but also beca cautious in his heart.
When receiving favors, one must anticipate requests!
The more courteous the Stuart Family was to him, the more vigilant he beca in his heart.
He suspected that the Stuart Family either had so matter to request of him, or that the Stuart Family was in a crisis and reluctant to have a direct conflict with him.
Or it could be both, not only unwilling to have a conflict with him but also wanting him to help resolve difficulties.
After Greg Jensen thought through the key points, his mind beca settled, and he got out of the car.
“Mr. Wolfe, this way, please.”
“Miss Stuart, after you.”
Greg Jensen followed Carn Stuart to the villa’s entrance, where two bodyguards approached, seemingly about to search him.
Duncan Kong and Xavier Cooper, who were following behind, imdiately ca forward, sticking close to the bodyguards.
Greg Jensen glanced at the two bodyguards and said indifferently, “Is this how the Stuart Family treats its guests?”
Carn Stuart’s face flushed slightly, annoyed inside, not knowing who had arranged for these unseeing bodyguards.
She glared at the two bodyguards and said sternly, “Step aside, Mr. Wolfe is an honored guest, there’s no need to search him.”
One of the bodyguards hesitated and said, “But Elder Stuart said…”
“I said step aside!” Carn Stuart’s tone suddenly turned cold.
That bodyguard hesitated for a mont then silently stepped to the side.
Carn Stuart turned her head with a smile, “Mr. Stuart, please.”
Greg Jensen nodded and stepped into the villa.
This villa must be the main building of the Stuart Family—it didn’t look anything special from the outside, just rather large, but upon entering, Greg Jensen learned what opulence yet understated ant.
Redwood furniture and doors and windows of one single shade, along with the corridor lined with calligraphy and paintings of famous people and antique vases.
Greg Jensen was dazzled by the sight and couldn’t help but sigh to himself, “The Stuart Family truly deserves to be called a household of ‘resounding bells and sumptuous feasts’.”
Feeling the thick spiritual energy around him and looking at the understated luxury of the decorations, Greg Jensen couldn’t help but feel a twinge of envy.
How wonderful it would be to live here; at the very least, one would not need to worry about the supply of spiritual energy for cultivation.
Duncan Kong had been completely stunned by the lavishness of the Stuart Family. As a Grandmaster, a sought-after guest of many wealthy individuals, he had naturally seen plenty of luxurious residences.
But those mansions paled in comparison to the Stuart Family’s ho.
He hesitated for a mont, then said in a low voice, “Mr. Wolfe, if it’s possible to cooperate with the Stuart Family, we should try our best to do so.”
Greg Jensen simply smiled noncommittally.
The three of them followed Carn Stuart to the door of a conference room. Pushing the door open, they saw more than a dozen n and won of various appearances sitting inside.
Sitting in the chief seat at the conference table was an elderly man with white hair—the current Family Head of the Stuart Family, the old Master Stuart.
The mont the three of them entered, they imdiately attracted the attention of everyone present.
“Grandfather, I have brought Mr. Wolfe here,” Carn Stuart said.
“Mhm.”
Old Master Stuart sent an approving gaze toward Carn Stuart and then turned to Greg Jensen with a smile, “Mr. Wolfe, please have a seat.”
After his words, the conference room fell silent as if no one intended to get up and greet him.
Greg Jensen’s brow furrowed slightly as he stood still.
Because all the seats at the conference table were taken, the only empty seat was at the very end of the table.
Sitting there would undoubtedly be a demotion of status.
The Stuart Family intended to intimidate him upon arrival!
Greg Jensen smirked to himself and looked towards old Master Stuart with an indifferent expression.
Just as he was about to speak, Carn Stuart walked over again, pointing to her own seat with a look of embarrassnt, “Mr. Wolfe, please sit here.”
Old Master Stuart seed to have just realized the situation and glanced sideways at Uncle Julian, speaking indifferently, “Julian, take a seat over there. You have no foresight.”
Uncle Julian nodded silently, stood up, cast a glance at Greg Jensen, huffed coldly, and took the seat at the end of the table.
“Mr. Wolfe, please sit over here,” Carn Stuart implored with a hint of pleading in her eyes. She had made a promise to her aunt that she would make sure Barry Wolfe stayed this ti.
If she managed to drive Barry Wolfe away over this, she wouldn’t know how to explain to her aunt.
Greg Jensen frowned slightly and took a seat at the place on his left without saying a word.
Duncan Kong and Xavier Cooper, the two n, stood behind him, their cold gazes slowly sweeping across the room, their faces full of vigilance.
Carn Stuart breathed a sigh of relief and introduced the mbers of the Stuart Family with a smile.
To Greg Jensen’s right sat old Master Stuart, and across from him was Julian Stuart, the eldest of the Stuart Family. When Greg Jensen looked over, Julian Stuart nodded and smiled at him, which he returned with a nod.
After the introductions were complete, Carn Stuart looked toward old Master Stuart.
However, old Master Stuart was sitting idly with his eyes closed as though he had fallen asleep.
Julian Stuart began with a smile, “I’ve long heard that Mr. Wolfe is a prodigy, having reached the Master Realm at such a young age. I never expected you to be this youthful.”
“You flatter , Stuart,” Greg Jensen replied.
Then calmly, he added, “Perhaps we should discuss the matter of our cooperation.”
Before Julian Stuart could speak, soone blurted out, “Cooperate on what? What makes you think you’re qualified to work with the Stuart Family?
Just do like Daley Rogers and the others, pay tribute honestly, and the Stuart Family will ensure you are unhard.”
“Exactly, he’s just a Grandmaster, acting as if he’s sobody important?”
Several of the Stuart Family’s younger mbers started to make noise, while people like Uncle Julian and other second-generation mbers did not speak, silently watching Greg Jensen.
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