"Yes, of course. You have great foresight, uncle." Magnus instantly buttered up to him.

Manfred chuckled and said, "We restore the reputation where it's damaged. Invite all those people back to the splace, tomorrow at noon. The dignity of the Ray clan must not be compromised." "Uncle, are you going to ask Grandpa to help?" asked Magnus joyously.

Manfred said nonchalantly, "Of course! Who else can defeat a pre-Sanctuary level cultivator except for my father?" "Right. Grandpa has been a pre-Sanctuary level cultivator for over a decade. That young man is no match for him," said Magnus furiously.

Manfred laughed and said, "Letassure you that my father is a Sanctuary level cultivator. Have you heard of the saying that everything is inferior to a Sanctuary level cultivator?" "A Sanctuary level cultivator?" Magnus was instantly overjoyed. He had no cultivation talents, but he knew about the saying because he was born in a cultivation clan.

A Sanctuary level cultivator was basically invincible.

said with excitement, "Uncle, I can't believe my grandpa is a Sanctuary level cultivator. The end is near for Trevor Penn!" Manfred said nonchalantly, "Go back and make arrangements because I'm going to enjoy my tea." "Yes, uncle. I'll stay up tonight to make the necessary

dominance in Zealand." Manfred smiled and put his cup down. With a wave, his butler, Liam Ray, walked over. He bowed and asked, "How may I help you, sir?" "Call Mayor Mitchell. Have him deploy special agents and declare martial law at the Caesar Hotel tomorrow. Tell him

nodded and said, "Yes, sir." With that, he

tomorrow, and he also wanted

standing up slowly. He passed through the house and cto a cabin

playing joyously inside.

"Father, I wish to see you." "What is it? Can't

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