The Charismatic Charlie Wade

Lucius vanished before Morgana’s eyes, leaving her utterly bewildered. She couldn’t fathom how he disappeared into thin air in an instant. However, it didn’t take long for her to deduce that he must have been transported to another realm through the power of the ring. Her shock transformed into furious rage, her teeth gritting together as she let out a roaring protest. “You’re so biased, old man! You claimed that neither Lucius nor I were worthy of your inheritance, yet you gifted him a magical weapon capable of teleportation! Why should I be denied such power? Why? Tell me! Tell me!”

As Morvel Bazin’s cave and the grievously wounded Lucius vanished, the valley echoed only with Morgana’s hysterical outburst. After a while, she wiped the blood off her sword with an expressionless face, returning it to its sheath. Her voice turned cold as she declared, “Brother, from this day forward, we are sworn enemies.”

With a step back, she descended the mountain.

Over ten days later, as she relentlessly rushed through the southern province, Morgana discovered that Lucius Clark had been buried deep within the earth and his cherished daughter Maria had disappeared without a trace.

Morgana exhumed Lucius’s tomb, confirming his demise and the absence of the ring. From that moment on, she embarked on a three-hundred-year pursuit of Maria. Having witnessed the ring’s power to teleport individuals over vast distances when lives hung in the balance, she stressed to those hunting Maria that she must be captured alive and unharmed. However, despite her relentless efforts, Morgana failed to recapture Maria throughout the years. This failure left her seething with anger.

After some time, Morgana found herself lost in her thoughts while at the residence of the Warriors Den. Reflecting on those past centuries, a deep resentment lingered within her.

In her relentless pursuit of Maria, she had also sought the master’s inheritance. Yet, despite her tireless searching, she had found no leads for countless years.

Over two decades ago, a young couple had entered the Mountain armed with clues they had stumbled upon overseas. Morgana had always suspected that they had obtained the Master’s inheritance, but this hypothesis remained unverified. For more than two decades, she had strived to confirm her conjecture, exhausting every avenue available to her, yet the answer she sought remained elusive.

Now, with the sudden revelation of another descendant claiming the Master’s legacy and using the Master’s portrait as a warning, Morgana experienced an unprecedented sense of crisis and oppression.

to Shiwan Mountain in her quest to find the Master’s millennia-old practice. Ever cautious, she refrained from entering China directly, choosing instead to journey through

province. Morgana chose this route because it allowed her to cross the border alone and infiltrate the

actually closer than Myanmar. However, Morgana planned to visit Lucius Clark’s grave in the southern province before proceeding to Shiwan

anxiously awaited Lydia’s return. An entire day had passed and there was still no sign of him. Food and drink were forgotten as the family longed to see Lydia and confirm with their own eyes that

entering, he addressed Desmond, who opened the door, “Mr. Evans, I have prepared a sumptuous feast for all of you. These dishes come straight from my Heaven Springs Restaurant, prepared by our finest chef. I personally supervised the ingredients and watched over the cooking process. When I serve the food,

never expected a middle-aged man like Don Albert to be so meticulous and

are all Master Wade’s relatives and I am just a subordinate of Master Wade. It is

we’re not very hungry at the

Evans sighed involuntarily. “Don Albert, is there

Mrs. Evans, Master Wade instructed me to prepare the finest banquet

Evans’s eyes widened in surprise. “Don Albert, are you suggesting… Is Lydia coming

exclaimed, “So could it be true? Is

Evans, Master Wade merely tasked me with arranging the grandest feast and acquiring the finest wine. He didn’t reveal

with tears of joy. As she wiped them away, she stammered, “Lydia is coming… Desmond,

if there’s anything I can