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!”

However, after spending the last three years with Draco, he finally realized that there was still a lot out there that he didn’t understand. In fact, the secrets Draco had passed on to him

skepticism wavered immediately. While Jared and William continued their discussion, they didn’t even give Jonathan, who was

When he was young, William was hit by a palm 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

father’s hidden ailment. After hearing the story, Jared realized at once that the attacker was a martial artist who had managed

in pain. Jared gave Jonathan a look. “You should get up. I

guidance even though he refused to 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