The Charismatic Charlie Wade

Unbeknownst to Astor, the moment he was sent to Maria by the ring, he unknowingly shattered the girl’s chastity. In the Ming Dynasty, a girl’s virtue was of utmost importance. If she was seen by a man or engaged in any intimate act, her only choices, besides marrying him, were death or a life dedicated to showing her purity.

Nana remained oblivious to the fact that Maria had already made up her mind to never marry in this lifetime. The stark contrast in their views on marriage escaped his notice, having been born and raised in a different era.

For Maria, who had experienced both the Ming and Quintong dynasties, it was completely normal for a man to have multiple wives and concubines. She would have readily accepted becoming Nana’s concubine and addressed Violet respectfully as her elder sister.

As Nana finally relaxed, an unprecedented wave of exhaustion swept over his body and mind, catching him off guard. Although his cultivation had recovered and his reiki replenished, the weariness was overwhelming, discouraging him from even opening his eyes.

Thus, he tore apart the letter he had prepared for Violet and decided to rest at home for a peaceful afternoon. Later that evening, he would head to the Elys-Champ Hot Spring’s half-mountain villa to meet his grandparents and their family formally.

Lying on the bed, his fatigued body temporarily relieved, but his mind continued to buzz like an overworked engine, spinning at full speed. Like a rapid slideshow, the events of the previous night played out swiftly in his mind.

Recalling the moment just before he was about to meet his demise, he vividly remembered the profound unwillingness that had gripped his heart. Fortunately, the ring given to him by Maria had saved his life at a critical juncture.

Gratitude welled up within him as he clasped the ring in his hand, closing his eyes to savor the smooth and warm sensation. Once, Nana had believed that this ring was the grandest scam he had ever encountered, sucking away his reiki time and again, far more exasperating than any telecommunications fraudster. But little did he know that this ring had been silently protecting him and the absorbed aura was, in fact, the stored power that would eventually save his life. Without the ring’s repeated depletion of his aura, he would never have found himself in front of Maria during those crucial moments.

the ring. After a dormant day, the ring now thirstily absorbed every trace of reiki injected by Astor, akin to a parched

Nana’s body had nearly been devoured, he hastily consumed the two prepared

Boeing 777, transferring to a seaplane for their journey back to the Warriors Den

the trio. Their retreat had been abruptly interrupted, just when they were on the verge of breaking through the Soul Palace. They had expected greater rewards after carrying out such a crucial mission. However, they had been deceived by Aemon, who took them on a pointless aerial detour at an altitude of 10,000 meters before bringing them back

even contemplated personally

her from taking unnecessary risks. The most daring act she had ever undertaken was

now, a mysterious figure lurked behind her, making it too perilous for her to expose herself to their

Three Elders in the secret meeting hall before urgently seeking an audience with Morgana. Once

she coldly replied, “My true identity has been

“My Lord… You haven’t left this place in twenty years.

head, replying, “No, it’s not her. She’s insignificant. What matters is that this person not only knows my true

staggered backward, his astonishment evident. He exclaimed, “My Lord… Your Master passed away over three hundred years ago.

presented the short video, handing it respectfully to

scrutinizing the video. Shocked, he inquired, “My Lord,