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Chapter 410 Wynter Takes Action
The candle jar placed on the side of the study suddenly exploded!
The old man, who had been absorbing the fortune, suddenly froze!
He stared incredulously at the shattered candle jar in front of him. His blood surged uncontrollably, and
he couldn’t stand steadily. Suddenly, he vomited a mouthful of blood!
The secretary outside the study heard the commotion and wanted to come in. “Sir?”
“It’s nothing!” The old man leaned on his cane while gripping the other candle jar tightly. His voice
sounded like he had aged ten years in an instant. “Send someone to check on Shane. I want to know
what
he’s doing right now.”
“Yes!” The secretary immediately complied.
The old man’s eyes darkened considerably at this moment.
What on earth was going on?
The Quinnell family’s fortune unexpectedly began to slip out of his control!
“Wait. Ask Darrell if Shane still believes in him.”
He needed to know where the problem originated.
With Shane’s intelligence, he would never think that there was a problem with the fortune–telling of the
hotel.
Who could have found the Earthbound Formation and broken it?
Who was opposing him?
The old man clenched his hand, and his entire face was hidden in the darkness. He was sinister and
old as if he were already half dead and had managed to survive to the present through other means.
Half of his fortune was gone.
The old man hung his head, and his eyes narrowed slightly. “Resentful infant,” he uttered.
As long as the resentful infant was still around, he could replenish the life force he had lost.
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How could there be someone in the world who could break the Earthbound Formation and cause him
to
backlash?
Could there be other cultivators he didn’t know?
The more he thought about it, the more sinister his eyes became.
Which ignorant junior had ruined his plans?
He didn’t want to rush things. He needed the opportunity to find out who it was!
Chapter 410 Wynter Takes Action
Meanwhile, in the hotel lobby.
Kaspar was pulling the front desk attendant excitedly while speaking in incomprehensible words, “We
are fortunate to have someone who can borrow the fortune of the heavens! Young man, are there any
guests. dressed like me staying in your hotel today?”
“No.” The front desk attendant kept explaining, “Sir, there are very few hotel guests who engage in role-
playing. If you want, you can go to the comic convention in front; there are students doing cosplay over
there.”
Kaspar shook his head. “Why can’t I make myself clear to you? It’s not cosplay. There are cultivators
like
me!”
The front desk attendant exchanged glances with another duty manager.
They wanted to call the police; the old man didn’t seem quite right.
Kaspar’s eyes were clear. “What are you trying to do? I’m perfectly clear–headed; don’t think about
driving me away. It’s not good for the fortune of your hotel.”
Alright. It was confirmed now that he was delusional.
“Call the police,” the duty manager said.
The formation was broken, and Wynter, who had come up from underground, stopped in her tracks
after
seeing this scene. “What’s going on?”
“Ms. Sevie, why did you come up from the west?” The duty manager recognized Wynter and hurried
over. It’s too dark there and not many people go there. If you want to explore our hotel next time, I’ll
show you the way.”
Wynter didn’t respond to his words. Instead, she looked at Kaspar not far away, and her eyes narrowed
slightly. “So, what’s the situation?”
“That old man’s a bit confused. He insisted that someone in our hotel is seeking spiritual guidance and
borrowing fortune from the heavens.” The duty manager chuckled. “I don’t know where this scammer
came from; he’s got quite a full set of equipment, dressed in a robe.”
Wynter glanced at him. “Do you know about Mt. Dragon?”
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