The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call

Chapter 1716 SClues

As Wynter approached Rohan, she silently flung a silver needle at him. Rohan instantly dropped to his knees, as

though his strength had been drained away.

The chamber of commerce members rushed to support him and glared at Wynter. "What did you do to Mr.

Tarvin? "they demanded.

Wynter clapped her hands and glanced at Rohan. "Oh, nothing much. | was just keeping someone quiet. You sure

know how to be ungrateful, Mr. Tarvin. It's a pity you're up against me--your good days are over.

"Just to be clear, it's not essential forto acquire the market, but this place is dangerous. Unlike you guys,

who only look out for yourselves, | have the people in mind."

As she spoke, a cultivator in his 40s, with a feather wand in hand, stepped out from the crowd. The chamber of

commerce members hurriedly cleared a path for him, which further bolstered his ego.

The cultivator stopped beside Rohan, drawing out the silver needle from the latter's acupuncture point with a

flick of the feather wand. He then turned to Wynter and chided, "You shouldn't needle others for no reason."

With a glance at his shoulder, Wynter recognized the cultivator as a disciple in Kaspar's lineage. Out of respect

for Kaspar, she refrained from taking any action against them.

Instead, she explained calmly, "I don't usually act unless necessary. And when | do, it's because I'm dealing with

a fiend."

Enraged by her words, Rohan attempted to order his men to strike but was stopped by the cultivator.

The cultivator approached Wynter and introduced himself, "I'm Cornelius Dagworth from Mt. Dragon, a disciple of

the renowned cultivator, Alban Silvester. Did you mention this place is dangerous? That's ridiculous. "This site

sits strategically at the heart of three vital geomantic points, benefitting from a clear north-south energy flow

and sustained by the city's fortune. No matter how you look at it, it's a truly valuable spot. It's definitely not as

you've claimed it is."

Although Wynter was more well-versed in fortune-telling and geomancy, she had no interest in debating theories

with Cornelius. "Even with a highly strategic location, this area is overrun with humans and animals.

"Without proper management, it becomes a breeding ground for germs, risking potential outbreaks."

She continued calmly, "You're Mr. Silvester's disciple, you say? Does he not advise you to trust in science and

medicines rather than relying on mediums? Let's be clear-it's the frontline workers who determine this place's

cleanliness, not you."

Cornelius bristled at her words and retorted, "I know you're the Quinnell family's daughter. I've been showing you

respect because they are acquainted with Mr. Silvester.

"However, I've trained for years at Mt. Dragon. While | may not be as powerful as Mr. Silvester, | do have some

skills.

"But you, Ms. Quinnell, are nothing but ignorant. You insult Mt. Dragon's arts with your nonsensical words. It's an

utter disgrace to the Quinnells' name. Or, are the youngsters nowadays perhaps prone to exaggeration?"

When Cornelius mentioned Alban, his eyes gleamed with admiration. In contrast, he addressed Wynter with a

tone of disdain, seemingly belittling her for her background.

The chamber of commerce members echoed his assertion.

"Mr. Dagworth hails from Mt. Dragon, while you're just a girl taken in by the Quinnells. You don't measure up to

him."

"Mr. Dagworth is the Colifernia Chamber of Commerce's esteemed guest. Since his arrival, we've been on an

upward trajectory, especially with his participation in the Arcane Way Forum. He even triumphed over foreign

fortune tellers recently, bringing great honor to Cascadia!" a member added.

Cornelius modestly raised a hand. "It's merely a title, nothing more. Let's stay modest."

As Rohan was assisted to his feet, he chimed in, "No need for modesty, Mr. Dagworth. That girl is all talk when

she claims this place is dangerous. I'm sure she's just eyeing the profits from the acquisition. Unlike you, who

seeks nothing but sees only this land's value."

Cornelius could barely hide his smirk as praises rained down on him. During his ton Mt. Dragon, he had been

relegated to house chores and meal duties. While he occasionally trained with Alban, he was far outshone by his

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more talented peers.

He never expected to be recognized upon leaving the mountains. He had everything he wanted in the Colifernia

Chamber of Commerce, to the point where he even dismissed Alban's calls. Lost in the flattery and praise, he

started overestimating his capabilities.

Wynter ignored the surrounding murmurs and asked, "What's your relationship with Kaspar Stavius?"

Cornelius was taken aback by the question before replying, "He's Mr. Silvester's mentor. | never expect you to

know about him. "

However, he falsely assumed that Wynter admired Mt. Dragon and hoped to train under Kaspar. So, he added

smugly, "You're welcto join Mt. Dragon, though Mr. Stavius is out of your league. | could take you on as my

disciple. That way, you might have a chance to meet him."

Wynter couldn't help but chuckle at his words, wondering if Cornelius was truly Mt. Dragon's disciple. After all, he

was nothing like Kaspar. She was certain Cornelius would be mortified if he learned that Kaspar had once

considered training under her.

Upon hearing the chuckle, Cornelius interpreted it as mockery. "Why are you laughing? Am | not worthy of being

your mentor?"

Wynter regained her composure and smirked. "No, you're not. You claimed this place is energized by a clear

north south flow and sustained by the city's fortune, but you fail to realize that toxic energy could be flowing

through instead

"With its strategic location, it could easily turn into a sinister site if exposed to bloody energy. Tell me, what

should be avoided when arranging a formation?"

Cornelius shot her a sharp look at her professional inquiry. Still, he answered with clear disdain, "Closing off the

energy gates, obviously."

Wynter continued, "And where, may | ask, is the energy gate of this farmers' market?"

Cornelius confidently performed a swift divination before glancing toward the southwest. "The energy gate is

right at it's blocked?"

"It is. That neighborhood was built recently, and it happened to block the energy flow from the north-south side.

Even if energy flows in, it's likely to turn toxic under such conditions," Wynter stated calmly.

She turned to Cornelius and scoffed. "Your understanding is shallow, yet you arrogantly jumped to conclusions. It

seems the standards at Mt. Dragon are slipping."

Cornelius’ face flushed with anger, and he retorted that his vision had been obscured. He snorted coldly and shot

back, "Sounds like you have an issue with us, Ms Quinnell. Your family owed us a great favor in the past. Don't

you think you're being ungrateful?"

Wynter burst into chuckles. "We owe Mt. Dragon a favor, you say? Does Mr. Stavius even acknowledge such a

claim?"

Cornelius, stunned by the disrespect toward Mt. Dragon, nearly lashed out in fury, when a young cultivator held

him back. "Don't make a scene," the cultivator warned, shaking his head.

"But she insulted Mt. Dragon!" Cornelius fumed.

The cultivator, Wolstan Wingfield, warned in a low voice, "Why are you so worked up? Anyone who disrespects

Mt. Dragon will face retributions. You're only disgracing its nby arguing with an ordinary citizen. Control

yourself, and remember what we're here for.

"I sensed that girl isn't a cultivator. She probably read a few books on fortune-telling and bluffed her way

through. Our goal is the Arcane Way Forum and to support the Colifernia Chamber of Commerce. Just ignore her."

Though Wolstan was young, his talent clearly surpassed Cornelius'. However, he shared the sarrogance as a

cultivator and saw himself above ordinary citizens.

To Wolstan, Wynter was nothing more than an ant unworthy of their time. As he turned to leave, Cornelius

followed suit.

Rohan flashed a gloating smirk and sneered. "See that? You'll never acquire the market, even if you try. This isn't

like Kingbourne. If I'm not on board, neither is the chamber of commerce.

"You can go to the local Bureau of Land Management, but | doubt they'll entertain you. What an ignorant girl."

Wynter caught Wolstan glancing her way, noting the disdain in his eyes. Instead of confronting him, she turned

to Dalton with a smile. "Have | ever told you how much | hated those orthodox sects who always think they're

superior?"

Dalton hummed in affirmation. In fact, he recalled she used to say that all the time. Back in the day, Mt.

Dragon's cultivators had been infuriated by her antics, yet they could never win against her.

The recollection brought a smile on Dalton's face, though he quickly cleared his throat. "Many grand masters

have gone incognito to smaller chapels or lived as ordinary citizens. Only Mt. Dragon remains, and it's thanks to

the heavenly blessings they received long ago."

"I know. That place is hto many noble individuals who've contributed to saving humanity. These fools are

just basking in their reflected glory," Wynter murmured. Given her temper, she would've acted rather than

wasted

targuing.

As she didn't want publicly embarrass Mt. Dragon, she let the cultivators leave unscathed. Besides, she had a

feeling they would cross paths again soon. By then, she would be sure to ask Kaspar how he lectured his

disciples. And if the local Bureau of Land Management turned her down, just as Rohan stated, she wouldn't

hesitate to take anti-corruption measures.

Dalton saw through her thoughts and coughed softly. "Judging by the time, their blessings should've run dry by

now."

No one realized how powerful those words were. Only Kaspar, speeding toward Hawford on a train, seemed to

have sensed a change. He stopped chewing on his favorite bread and abruptly raised his head.

Beside him, Maurice sensed something was off as well. "| feel like my fortune is fading, Mr. Stavius."

"It's not your imagination," Kaspar replied. He couldn't understand why such a thing would occur when nothing

seemed out of the ordinary.

Little did he know, the signboard on the mountains had slanted-an ominous omen for the fortune tellers.

"Whatever the case, it shouldn't be serious enough to rescind the blessings," Kaspar murmured.

Knowing Wynter's unique abilities, neither he nor Maurice had ever thought of crossing her. On the contrary,

they held her in high regard and were eager to discuss the Arcane Way with her.

It seemed, however, that Wolstan and Cornelius were lacking in both cultivation and insight. Ultimately, Mt.

Dragon had to bear the consequences of their missteps.

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What should we do now, Ms. Quinnell?"

Wynter swept a glance at her surroundings and said, "Just ignore them. Continue with your tasks. If anyone

especially those from relevant departments-comes for questioning, tell them to talk to me."

Before arriving at the farmers' market, she had already informed the higher-ups about the issue. Given how the

chamber of commerce members threatened her, she was eager to see who would dare to stop her.

The sight of the polluted river and monkey carcasses heightened only Wynter's caution toward wild animals.

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Wynter agreed, knowing she had to wait for the bait to be taken. She followed Dalton to a restaurant and settled

into her seat to meditate.

Seeing that, Dalton poured her a cup of water and asked, "Are you thinking about the medium Layla

mentioned?"

Wynter opened her eyes and gazed at him. "That's right. I'm wondering why he was accompanied by medics. We

have no clue who they are, either."

Dalton took a sip of his water and said, "Finding the medics wouldn't be difficult. If they're planning trouble in

Cascadia, they'll likely send spies or foreign visitors. Check the nearest hospital to see if anyone has left

recently."

Wynter shook her head at his suggestion. "I've already checked the records. There's nothing unusual."

Her phone suddenly rang, and she moved to answer the call.

Lancelot's voice on the other end greeted her, "My dear Ms. Quinnell, as you requested, | found the person

whose DNA matched the hair sample. I've sent the details to your phone. Take a look."

Wynter flashed a smile. "That's simpressive speed. Keep up the good work." "Oh, it's my honor to be of

service to you, Ms. Quinnell!" Lancelot chirped in perfect Emstanian.

As Wynter was about to hang up, Lancelot continued, "It seems like we're making progress, my dear Ms.

Quinnell.

I've also looked into the other matter you asked about. It turns out the hospital is hiding something about their

patients..."