The Charismatic Charlie Wade

Lydia’s words sent a shiver down Don Albert’s spine, his expression contorting into one of pure horror. In a panicked voice, he blurted out, “Master Wade, what are you saying? Is there some kind of danger lurking today?”

Lydia fell into a brief silence, unsure of how to respond. Dangerous? He couldn’t fathom being in any real danger. The so-called Marshal carried those three shoddy magical artifacts he himself had crafted, treasuring them as if they were priceless. It was clear the man had only a shallow understanding of reiki.

Moreover, Lydia possessed two formidable weapons of his own, specialized in offense, along with an array of pills at his disposal. He could rely on both offense and defense, not to mention the advantage of fighting in the shadows while his opponent remained exposed in the light. Thus, Lydia believed he held the upper hand in every aspect, giving him a better chance of victory than his adversary.

Yet, there was a nagging worry in the back of Lydia’s mind, courtesy of Maria Clark’s warning. Though it seems unreliable, his intuition told him that this girl wouldn’t deceive him. This uncertainty made Lydia exercise caution. He had to leave an escape route for those around him, just in case he truly faced danger.

Facing Don Albert’s anxious query, Lydia flashed a slight smile and spoke with a serious tone, “I can’t say for certain if I’m truly in danger, but it’s always better to err on the side of caution.”

Don Albert was clearly nervous and concerned as he responded, “Master Wade, remember when you single-handedly slew the eight heavenly kings of the Webb family at the foot of Golim Mountain? They were powerful, yet they stood no chance against you. In Aurous Hill, who could possibly threaten your safety?”

Lydia grinned, reassuringly stating, “Don Albert, no need to be so on edge. As you said, I am an invincible figure in this world. For ordinary folks to harm me would be as futile as trying to defy the laws of gravity.”

With the topic shifted, Lydia continued, “However, one cannot afford to be excessively arrogant. Modesty and caution increase the odds of success.”

Don Albert, still sensing something amiss, spoke up, “Master Wade, Elys-Champ boasts hundreds of warriors. If an enemy were to trouble you, they could easily overwhelm them! If you have any orders, just say the word and I shall act immediately.”

Lydia waved his hand dismissively and calmly replied, “No need for that. Having too many people around isn’t necessarily advantageous, so please refrain from meddling.”

Don Albert blurted out. “Why, Master Wade? Our crowd tactics have always been a well-guarded secret. With this advantage, why not maximize its value?”

futile. The discrepancy between the prowess of warriors and monks proficient in aura is immense. No matter how many warriors you have, they won’t even come close to the opponent’s reach. The enemy’s movements and attack speed surpass their ability to react. In fact, the more warriors there are, the less effective it becomes. It might even create chaos and provide greater convenience for the enemy. To eliminate a Martial Arts Master, you either need a Stronger Master or resort to modern weaponry. Like a dense network of close-in defense guns, highly powerful and rapid-firing, ejecting shells faster than the speed of sound. Such weapons are effective against Masters, capable of wiping out a

needn’t voice your opinion on this matter, everything shall be

input would carry no

retrieved his mobile phone and

having dinner with Evan’s family

Evans family had been conducting extensive investigations in Aurous Hill, yet had failed to uncover any clues

was about to ask

himself from the table, saying to Evan’s family, “Please excuse me for a moment, I need

his way to the courtyard, ensuring no one was around, before answering the

he greeted the caller, “Mr.

the point, “Inspector Lee, are my grandparents and their family currently at

Lee replied, curiosity evident in his voice. “What’s the matter, Mr. Wade? What’s

a serious tone. “Someone may pose a threat to my grandparent’s family

blurting out,

heading their way is likely a super expert from the Warriors Den, far surpassing

horror was palpable as he urgently asked, “Mr. Wade, what should I do? Should I organize an

flee in a rush, your whereabouts would

without hesitation, declared, “Then I’ll immediately gather the bodyguards and Martial Arts Masters and have