Chapter 639: Chapter 639: Overestimating Oneself_1 Chapter 639: Chapter 639: Overestimating Oneself_1 “They definitely can’t match the old Grandmaster!”
Without even thinking, Norman Davis imdiately provided the answer.
Not to ntion anything else, just the profits they make for Walter Locke every year are an astonishing figure.
If they were capable of dealing with Walter Locke, they wouldn’t have been suppressed for so many years without being able to raise their heads.
Lesley Davis sneered coldly, “Since they have no way of dealing with Walter Locke, where do they get the confidence from, thinking they can handle Master Barry Wolfe?
You should know, Walter Locke died at the hands of Master Barry Wolfe.”
“Yes, they…”
Norman Davis suddenly realized, completely stunned. He had been analyzing the strengths of both sides, but he had never considered it from this angle.
At the sa ti, he also understood why his father did not want to get involved in this matter.
After realizing this, Norman Davis couldn’t help feeling a sense of alarm and looked up, saying, “Dad, in that case… aren’t they dood?”
“Heh, there are always so people who overestimate themselves, thinking they can triumph through sches.”
Lesley Davis shook his head in disdain, “Little do they know, in the face of absolute power, all sches and tricks are nothing but paper tigers.”
Norman Davis nodded silently, a bitter smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.
He really wanted to give Robin Hayes a call to share his thoughts and convince him not to keep fighting against Barry Wolfe.
But he knew Robin Hayes wouldn’t listen.
…
On the surface, the eighteen southern cities had already submitted, yet undercurrents were still flowing. Nevertheless, the integration work, under Lois Abbott’s supervision, was progressing steadily.
She was so busy every day that she would return to East Peak Manor very late at night.
Greg Jensen felt so distress for her and wanted her to take a few days off to rest, but she wouldn’t agree to it at all.
As for Greg Jensen, aside from Qi Refinent, it was still Qi Refinent. After Lois Abbott left, he would continue embracing Lois Snow.
In the afternoon, he would accompany Alia Simmons in Alchemy, occasionally inviting Lois Snow to join them for a round of “Fight the Landlord.”
With Greg Jensen’s diligent practice, his cultivation was making decent progress, but in terms of the Mana required for the Golden Core breakthrough, it was still far from sufficient.
Greg Jensen knew that at his current stage, without so extraordinary treasures, it would be tough to advance rapidly.
According to the “Harmony of Yin and Yang Sutra,” in ancient tis, Cultivators who wished to advance from the Foundation Establishnt Stage to the Golden Core Stage needed at least ten years.
Ten years?
After ten years, when reaching the Golden Core Stage, would he still be able to find Louisa Burley?
Even if he did find her, it would likely be too late.
However, he now had to start preparing for the various materials and rare items needed for Core Formation.
Feeling anxious inside, Greg Jensen planned to ask Old Sixth Huang if there were any new developnts.
After returning to Qin Province, Greg Jensen had dispatched Old Sixth Huang to keep an eye on the markets around, hoping to find so treasures that could help improve his realm, as well as materials needed for Core Formation.
Yet, before he could make the call, his phone suddenly rang.
And the caller was none other than Old Sixth Huang.
Greg Jensen felt puzzled but still answered and asked, “What do you need for?”
Before he could finish, an anxious voice ca from the other end of the phone, “Senior Barry Wolfe, I’m being followed.”
Greg Jensen frowned slightly, puzzled, “Followed by whom?”
“It seems like people from Yama Hall.”
Old Sixth Huang’s voice was sowhat tremulous, “I went to a market run by Yama Hall the day before yesterday, and ever since leaving, I’ve felt like soone has been following .
Just now, I deliberately pulled a trick, and sure enough, I spotted a middle-aged man.”
“Can’t beat him?” Greg Jensen wondered.
Old Huang barely counted as a late-stage Qi Refinent cultivator, yet the stewards of the Yama Hall market were generally only at the mid-stage of Qi Refinent. How could he not defeat them?
“I estimate that person’s level is about the sa as mine. I…”
Old Huang said with embarrassnt, “I should not be able to defeat him. Moreover, that person’s pace is very quick. I haven’t been able to shake him off after several attempts.”
Greg Jensen frowned and pondered for a mont before asking, “Then did you head straight back to Qin Province?”
“I heard this place seems to be Yama Hall’s main headquarters. Right now, they are just tracking . If I show any intention of leaving, won’t they just capture ?”
Old Huang’s voice was filled with worry. “Senior Xu, they couldn’t have discovered the matter with Flora Valley, could they?”
Greg Jensen shook his head. “Impossible. Flora Valley was taken care of cleanly. Don’t think too much.
It’s probably because you’ve revealed wealth while selling Elixirs at the market. That’s why you’ve been targeted.”
“So, what do I do now?”
“Don’t panic yet.”
Greg Jensen thought for a bit and realized that making plans without facts was no solution. Anyway, he couldn’t advance to the Golden Core Stage anyti soon; he might as well go out and take a look.
He spoke up, “Send your location to . I’ll co over right now.”
“Okay, I’ll send it to you imdiately.”
Shortly after, Greg Jensen’s phone received a location.
After checking it, he discovered that Old Huang had actually run off to Nibia Tower. In this weather, running to such a cold place, that guy was really devoted to his work.
But, would Yama Hall really set their headquarters in such a bitterly cold area?
Greg Jensen hesitated briefly before calling Carn Stuart to help him book a flight. He also inford Lois Abbott and the others, then he boarded the plane to Nibia Tower.
As soon as he got off the plane at the destination, he felt a piercing chill.
Luckily, with his profound cultivation, although he was not wearing much, a turn of his mana dissipated all the cold from his body.
He walked out of the airport, casually hailed a taxi, and rushed to the address given by Old Huang.
Old Huang’s location was three hundred kiloters away from the provincial city of Nibia Tower, in a small county called Giant Iron.
Sitting in the taxi, Greg Jensen looked through the window at the snowy landscape and the vast, boundless black land, and his mood lightened significantly.
As evening approached, the car finally entered the small county and stopped in front of the best hotel in Giant Iron city.
Getting out of the car, Greg Jensen walked into the hotel where a receptionist approached him.
“Hello, sir. Who are you looking for?”
Greg Jensen was slightly surprised, then seeing his own empty-handed appearance, he suddenly realized he didn’t look like he was checking in with no bag in hand.
He smiled and said, “A friend of mine is staying here. Let call him to co down.”
The receptionist was pretty, unlike the typical northwestern girl, with a slender waist and upright back, she was beautiful yet spirited.
Those big, watery eyes were bright and expressive, as if they could speak, always carrying a hint of a smile.
The girls from different places had their own features, but the appearance of the girls from the northeast was hard not to admire.
She raised her supple, boneless hand and pointed to a seating area nearby, smiling, “Please go there and rest for a mont.”
“Okay, thank you.”
With a smile, Greg Jensen nodded and made his way to the seating area, then called Old Huang.
Shortly after, he saw Old Huang’s plump figure erge from the elevator. Seeing Greg Jensen, he hurried over.
“Senior Xu, you finally arrived.”
Old Huang let out a long sigh of relief, his face showing a bit more of a smile.
“Call Boss when we’re outside.”
“Alright, let’s talk back in the room.”
Greg Jensen silently nodded, about to follow Old Huang upstairs, yet he suddenly halted his step, turned around sharply, and saw a figure flash by the entrance and disappear.
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