The Charismatic Charlie Wade

The Evans family knew that their ‘Benefactor’ was the same person as the ‘Benefactor’ of the Joules family. However, when Desmond learned that the mysterious figure behind it all was, in fact, his long-lost nephew, missing for twenty years, it felt almost too incredible to believe.

Viola couldn’t keep the secret any longer and spoke nonchalantly, “During the Rejuvenation Pill auction, Mr. Joules planned to purchase a pill, but unexpectedly, his son schemed to seize the power. I had some friendship with Miss Joules, so I helped her and her grandfather.”

Desmond nodded thoughtfully and sighed, “Truly unexpected… My own nephew possesses such extraordinary abilities, what a treasure he is!”

Jack, who had remained silent all this while, finally spoke, “Desmond, let’s not forget that Mr. Wade once brought me back to life.”

“Yes, Yes,” Desmond replied, snapping back to the conversation. “It’s astonishing! I used to hear my brother-in-law talk about these extraordinary matters and I must admit, I was a little dismissive. I always thought of him as a scholar, a young financial talent who dabbled in strange pursuits. But now, it seems he had already glimpsed the mysteries of the world. No wonder he was so resolute…”

Viola couldn’t help but ask, “Uncle, did my father study the inheritance of cultivation and destiny?”

Desmond nodded, saying, “When your parents were in the United States, they began their exploration. At that time, I didn’t believe it, foolishly.”

Viola eagerly inquired, “Uncle, could you tell me more about it? Why did my father delve into these things?”

he also delved into antiquities and ancient literature. Back then, he frequently kept an eye on the antique and auction markets in the US. If he came across Chinese cultural relics that were lost abroad, he would go to great lengths to photograph them and donate the pictures to Chinese museums. However, one day,

point, saying emotionally, “You cannot imagine how obsessed they were. For three whole months, they secluded themselves, like hermits, ignoring the outside world. They even had servants leaving food and drinks

instinctively asked, “Uncle, do you remember the name of

was called something like ‘Preface to the Apocra…’ or something like that, but I can’t remember the

gasped, blurting out, “Uncle, could

I thought it was some scripture, but your father claimed it was the key to unlock another world.

Apocalyptic Book… Could it

to the preface, ‘Preface to the Apocalyptic

couldn’t help but think, “The Preface to the Apocalyptic Book… Does that

before the main text begins. Viola surmised that if the book his father obtained was genuinely titled ‘Preface to the Apocalyptic Book’, it

after obtaining this book, were there any peculiar actions or remarks from my father that you couldn’t comprehend, or anything that stood out to

frequently went on long expeditions with your mother. Sometimes, he’d be gone for weeks, even months. Back then, I thought he was

Desmond recalled something and blurted out, “Oh, I remember! Your father talked to your mother about something more than once. He said something about people’s lives being divided into dragons and phoenixes. He claimed that ascending to the dragon was the most respected, that only those who achieved

father indeed mentioned that.