The Pinnacle Of Life

Cedric nodded. “Fine!”

“By the way, Cedric, where’s your granddaughter been lately? After Clive met Esmeralda once, he’s been thinking about her. I think they can both try getting along,” the other old man said to Cedric. If he were to be seen outside, he would be instantly recognized. That was the Chief of America.

Cedric sighed. “My Esmeralda is a tomboy. I can’t even meet her. If Clive is capable, he should chase after her by himself.”

***

It wasn’t only American top brass, but echelons from some prominent countries were watching the live stream as well.

Unfortunately, many of those people were puzzled about American texts and had completely no idea about them, not to mention that they were handwritten by Anderson, in English. The mantra was also old-fashioned and slightly hard to pronounce. The foreigners were in a predicament. Translation software failed to give a proper translation, or the translated texts would be crappy.

Anderson,

Alex

“Go find an interpreter who understands English! Hurry up!”

want to learn what’s written right

till they ran

most despicable thing

texts on that piece of paper in the live broadcast room, they were still

again! Find

by. A vague Zen singing began to emanate from the live broadcast room. It sounded like the buzzing of mosquitoes at first, but it became

voice could be heard from phones and even headsets, it contained some kind of incredible magical

over there. The Bodhi tree was growing on a pool of water, and the water was as clear

all, however, invisible

of the live broadcast room, Anderson, was wrapped in Buddhist talismans that emitted golden

Anderson,

Alex

one next to him was the protector that hadn’t manifested for a long time,

at Anderson,, her beautiful eyes fluttered gently, filled with surprising light as

Anderson,

Alex