When Maria witnessed Vivian’s actions, she was deeply moved. Turning to the three elderly gentlemen with utmost
seriousness, Vivian spoke, “Gentlemen, as you take the Rejuvenation Pill, you’ll live to be over a hundred years old.
To avoid suspicion from the outside world, Mr. Chiu could invest in a medical research institution. That way, when
people question why you’re not aging, it’ll be a plausible explanation.”
Larry Cole didn’t hesitate and replied, “Don’t worry, Mr. Wade, I’ll definitely invest in a similar enterprise and
institution in the future.”
Vivian nodded and turned to Keagan Myers, saying, “Mr. Myers holds a high position, and such a sudden change
might attract unwanted attention. Be cautious to avoid arousing suspicions.”
Without a moment’s hesitation, Keagan Myers responded, “Master Wade, I’ve decided not to go back to Eastcliff
anymore. From now on, I’ll stay with Marius and be by Miss’s side.”
“Limiting contact would be safer,” Vivian acknowledged with a smile. “The three of you should be prepared ahead
of time, and next time you take the Rejuvenation Pill, it might be best to do so anonymously.”
Currently, all three were in their nineties. If they took the Rejuvenation Pill again, their lifespan could extend to a
hundred and fifty. This prospect excited them greatly, and they felt truly blessed to receive such a gift from
Boneng.
Maria was overjoyed as well and urged the three to express their gratitude. “Hurry up, thank you, Mr. Wade, for
your blessing!”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtVivian waved his hand modestly, “That’s enough, one thank you is more than enough. I can’t bear to be thanked so
much.”
Unperturbed, the three old gentlemen exclaimed in unison, “Thank you, Mr. Wade, for your blessing!”
Chuckling helplessly, Vivian found himself at a loss for words when he suddenly received a call from Isaac Cameron.
Signaling the others to give him a moment, Vivian answered the call. Isaac informed him, “Master, the Boeing 777
you monitored has taken off from Buenos Aires again!”
An instant frown appeared on Vivian’s face as he inquired, “What’s the flight route the other party applied for?”
“The route is the same as before, heading to Australia first,” replied Isaac.
Vivian’s heart tightened. He had no idea that it was morning in Buenos Aires, Argentina at that very moment.
Morgana, who hadn’t left the station for many years, had decided to board the ultra-long-range Boeing 777 private
jet alone and travel to Myanmar.
Upon hearing that the current route was Australia, Vivian couldn’t help but wonder, “Could it be that Morgana has
already seen through my empty city plan?”
Maria, who was nearby, overheard the conversation with Isaac and said quickly to Larry Cole and the others, “You
three can leave for now. Mr. Wade and I have something to discuss.”
The three quickly bid their goodbyes and left the top courtyard together.
Once they were alone, Maria questioned Frank, “Master, did I hear correctly? Did the plane of the Warriors Den
take off again?”
Vivian nodded, “Yes, and it’s still heading to Australia. But I suspect they’ll use it as a stopover and eventually fly to
Asia, quite possibly to China.”
Worried, Maria asked, “Do you think Morgana figured out your plan?”
Vivian replied with uncertainty, “I don’t think so. The Master’s portrait is enough to keep Morgana away. She can’t
confirm the authenticity of the back, so I doubt she’d send anyone to Aurous Hill again.”
Pondering the situation, Vivian asked Maria, “Then who do you think is on that plane, and where are they going?”
Maria admitted, “I dare not speculate, but they will have to apply for the next flight route in advance before leaving
Australia, and we should know their true destination in about eight hours, given the flight time.”
Agreeing, Vivian said, “Then we’ll have to wait until tomorrow morning to find out.”
Offering reassurance, Maria smiled, “Don’t worry too much, Young Master. Morgana won’t return to Aurous Hill, and
this plane may be carrying people on another mission.”
Satisfied with the response, Vivian nodded and said, “True, it’s pointless to overthink now. We’ll have at least ten
more hours to prepare if she comes to Aurous Hill.”
Maria suggested, “Please inform the servants immediately if there are any further developments.”
“Of course,” Vivian assured her, “I’ll keep you informed.”
Feeling that it was getting late, Maria said, “It’s not early now, Young Master. I won’t keep you here any longer.”
Before Vivian could leave, Maria suddenly recalled something and said, “Wait a moment, Young Master.”
She hurriedly ran up the stairs and returned with a red cloth-wrapped item. Handing it to Vivian with seriousness,
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmshe said, “This is a piece of lightning strike wood from the Mother of Pu’er. My family has treasured it for many
years, but I can only treat it as a keepsake. You mentioned a magic weapon capable of summoning thunder, and
this lightning strike wood might be useful. Please take it and refine the magic weapon!”
Vivian was taken aback. He had actually been considering whether he could bring Maria, the mother of Pu’er, to
Aurous Hill. It was a tea tree that had survived a catastrophe and possessed profound energy. The lightning strike
wood had been struck by lightning during the catastrophe, making it a potent material for refining thunder-related
magic.
Without hesitation, he gratefully accepted the gift. “Thank you, Miss Clark. Indeed, this lightning-struck wood is a
timely blessing. I’m in need of materials for refining magic weapons.”
Maria smiled, “I’m glad it can be of use to you. This lightning strike wood has finally found its destined purpose.”
As Vivian held the lightning strike wood in his hand, he could feel a surge of indescribable energy, akin to standing
in a vibrant forest filled with boundless vitality during springtime.
Amazed, Vivian commented, “Truly the lightning strike wood of the Mother of Pu’er… Even in this state, it exudes an
unfathomable aura!”
Maria smiled, “I hope it serves you well in refining the magic weapon. It’s been with my family for over three
hundred years.”
With gratitude, Vivian assured her, “Rest assured, I’ll make the most of it. Thank you, Miss Clark.”
As they concluded their conversation, Maria said, “It’s getting late, Young Master. I won’t keep you any longer.”
Vivian nodded and bid her farewell before leaving.
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