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Chapter 297

She was a graduate of the police academy, which allowed her to quickly realize something was up.

Mr. Snyder Sr. fell silent.

A game of tug-of-war ensued within his heart.

In the end, he decided to keep things a secret.

Felicity might be holding a powerful position, but her personality and character were not yet mature

enough.

The Green Bamboo Association was a mere facade.

Disaster would befall his family if this secret were revealed.

Kingsley.

Kingsley Apothecary.

The doors were bolted shut, and cobwebs decorated the sign.

Finn scowled. “Was that old man fooling us?”

“No, I don’t think so.”

Nash found the likelihood of that to be low.

Creak!

A white-colored Maserati pulled to a stop beside them.

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Inside the car was a gorgeous-looking girl who seemed to be in her late twenties.

She had a curvaceous body that made her seem even more alluring.

Finn lowered his sunglasses. His nostrils felt warm, like blood were about to gush out.

The woman asked calmly, “Were you two at the Young Gardens just now?”

Finn plastered a smile that he thought made him seem dashing onto his face. “That’s right, the guard

told us to come here!”.

“Get in!”

The woman spoke calmly.

Finn immediately opened the door for Nash.

Nash sat in the backseat.

Meanwhile, Finn hurried to get into the front passenger seat.

The woman said coldly, “Get your *ss into the backseat!”

Finn was stunned, but he soon regained his composure and said coolly, “Woman… you do not want to

challenge a stage six great grandmaster!”

He forced his way into the front seat when he finished his sentence.

Nash gave Finn a half-hearted glance.

He had not expected Finn to be so shameless.

However, that woman…

She was a Profound Reality Realm expert!

Boom!

“Holy sh*t…”

It was no surprise that Finn ended up getting kicked out of the car.

Finn spent time grimacing in pain before he got back up and obediently clambered into the backseat.

Ten minutes later.

The woman brought the two to a magnificent-looking mansion.

She took two bottles of water from the fridge and tossed them to the duo.

Then, she entered a bedroom on the second floor.

“Nash… don’t you think she’s ridiculously skilled?”

“She seems to only be in her late twenties, but she’s already achieved the Profound Reality Realm!”

Finn had not calmed down yet.

Finn’s master had proclaimed him a once-in-a-century genius in the art of cultivation back when he

was accepted as a disciple.

He had not disappointed them. After beginning his training at age sixteen, had become a stage five

great-grandmaster in just twelve years.

After that, he had used another four years before becoming a Stage Six great grandmaster. The higher

the realm, the longer the time needed to be spent in cultivation. All the stage nine great grandmasters

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were in their seventies or eighties.

Of course, Nash was an exception. However, that was not surprising, seeing that Nash was Johnathan

Calcraft’s disciple.

Yet, that woman had achieved peak Profound Reality Realm although she was only in her late

twenties. Finn could not make sense of that.

“There’s something wrong with her elixir -of-life field. She either damaged it by engaging in dark

practices to achieve her peak in a short time, or by consuming so much elixir medication that her elixir-

of-life field is poisoned!”

Nash could tell from the woman’s complexion that something was wrong with her elixir-of-life field.

“That’s reassuring to hear!”

“I knew it. There was no way a once-in-a-century prodigy like me would be defeated by a woman!”

“You don’t stand a chance against her!” Nash said.

“But she achieved her peak using corrupt methods!”

“You don’t stand a chance against her!”

The gorgeous lady helped an old woman down the stairs.

The old woman had graying hair, cloudy eyes, and a face completely covered in wrinkles.

The lady helped the old woman settle down on the couch.

The old woman looked at Nash. “Are you Wolfgang Young’s descendant?”

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