A Man Like None Other

“Mr. Chance, just let me know what you need. As long as I can fulfill it, I will not refuse,” William quickly declared. At that moment, Josephine queried, “Mr. Chance, what do you need the calligraphy brush and cinnabar rosary for?” After all, both items didn’t look like they were required for medical treatment, and they were also widely available. “Josephine, Mr. Chance has his reasons for writing them down. You shouldn’t question him!” William admonished her with a glare. “It’s all right.” Jared smiled. “They are used for treatments, too. However, they aren’t just any ordinary brush and rosary.

They have to be imbued with spirituality for them to work.” “Imbued with spirituality?” Josephine and William were dumbfounded, as they had no idea what Jared meant. When he saw how confused they were, Jared explained, “Everything in this world will live and die, and all of them contain spirituality. Even items deemed inanimate by men can have spirituality as well. However, it can only form under very strict conditions.

“Let’s take this chair I’m sitting on as an example. If I sit on it and meditate for decades, it would gradually be imbued with spirituality too.” Worried that both of them would not understand, he illustrated the concept in layman’s terms. “Oh, I get it!” Josephine suddenly exclaimed. “Mr. Chance, are you saying that it’s the same as what is shown on TV? At one of the trees where the immortals reside, it will gain spirituality after some time and even turn into a human form!”

the nail on its head,” Jared replied with a grin. Previously, Jared didn’t believe in such things too. However, after spending the last three years with Draco, he finally realized

discussion, they didn’t even give Jonathan, who was still kneeling on the ground, a look. Even though Jonathan was not particularly

strike by a business competitor. As there was no external wound, and the results of his checkups were clear, he didn’t pay much attention to it. As time went by, William began to feel that he was growing weaker to the extent of having difficulty breathing. As a result, he kept himself going all this

attacker was a martial artist who had managed to cultivate internal energy. From the looks of it, he had wanted to kill William. Fortunately, William’s immense wealth

he would have lost his life. “Mr. Chance, please accept me as your student!” Jonathan yelled again from the floor. By then, both his legs were so numb that he grimaced in pain. Jared gave Jonathan a look. “You should get up. I won’t accept anyone as my student, but feel free to ask me any questions, and I will guide you accordingly.” Jared was finally moved by Jonathan’s

take in students. Jonathan was naturally delighted with Jared’s response and thanked him profusely, “Thank you, Mr. Chance! Thank you!” As Jonathan gradually stood up, his legs hurt so much that he struggled to do so. Noticing Jonathan’s