Around 11 PM at night.
Stettram Hotel.
As the most high-end hotel in Main Country, the decoration of the hotel is extremely luxurious.
Staying here for one night starts at three hundred thousand, and a luxury suite is over one million.
Mr. Yeager got out of the car when it stopped at the hotel entrance.
Golondo said, "Mr. Yeager, I have told this hotel that I would be visiting, so please feel free to ask the hotel waitresses for any services you need."
Mr. Yeager said, "Thank you."
"We are friends, so there’s no need to thank me."
Golondo smiled and said, "Alright, Mr. Yeager, you should rest early. I will come to pick you up tomorrow morning."
"Alright."
Mr. Yeager nodded his head.
After Golondo and Shridan Jenkins left, Mr. Yeager did not enter the hotel immediately but went to eat something instead.
He had fought several battles tonight, consuming a lot of physical strength, and he was already hungry.
So, Mr. Yeager left the hotel, walked a few streets, and arrived at Night Market Street.
Although Main Country is not as developed, the nightlife is still quite rich.
It was already late at night, but there were still many people eating late-night snacks.
Mr. Yeager found a restaurant, ordered some skewers and a few bottles of ice-cold beer, and began eating.
Thinking about the events that happened tonight, Mr. Yeager was filled with emotions.
It seemed that the more powerful these wealthy families are, the more intense their struggles would be.
In order to inherit Golondo’s position and become the next Stone King, Steven Grant dared to even kill his own father.
That’s really cruel.
But at this moment.
"Stop right there, you bastards! Stop right now!"
A shout came over.
Mr. Yeager turned his head and saw a group of people running ahead, with a monk chasing them while gnawing on a chicken leg in his hand.
Seeing the monk running with ease and not getting tired, Mr. Yeager squinted his eyes slightly.
After sensing a bit, he was slightly surprised.
Goodness, this monk actually had Late-stage Master-level Cultivation.
Mr. Yeager was very curious about this monk, so he told the owner that he would be back soon, and then followed them.
Soon, the monk drove the group of people into an alley.
The monk threw the chicken bone in his hand, smacking his mouth and saying, "Go on, keep running, can you outrun the temple while outrunning the monk?"
"Buddha, we have no grudge against you. Why are you chasing us so desperately?"
"Yeah, Buddha, please have mercy and let us go!"
The group of people began to beg for mercy.
The monk shouted, "My mercy is only for good people, not for evil ones like you!
Today, I will be the heavens’ executioner and save your souls!"
The lead scarred-face man gritted his teeth and said, "Stinky monk, are you really not going to let us go?"
The monk shook his head and said, "You have done too many evil things, you cannot be forgiven!"
The scarred-face man directly pulled out a dagger from his waist and angrily said, "Brothers, let’s fight this stinky monk!"
"Let’s fight!"
The others also roared and pulled out their daggers, charging towards the monk.
"Hahaha, bring it on!"
The monk laughed and made a Body Movement, leaving behind a series of afterimages as he charged forward!
In an instant, as they got close!
The monk raised his right hand and struck with a palm!
With a muffled "thud" sound, the man in the front was immediately sent flying, spitting out blood, hitting the wall, and dying instantly!
"Die!"
Soon, several more people waved their daggers and stabbed at the monk.
The monk dodged the daggers with a Body Movement and then swept out with a kick!
Those people were directly sent flying!
"Who?"
"Awesome!"
Lionel gave the monk a thumbs up.
To know that it was at least one thousand kilometers from Cloud City in the East Nation to here.
The monk had run more than a thousand miles just to kill this group of forbidden goods dealers.
That was really quite persistent and determined.
The monk stared at Lionel intently. He raised his hand to pinch his fingers and calculate. His face changed slightly, "Eh... Eh eh eh..."
Lionel said irritably, "What eh? If you have something to say, just say it."
The monk grinned, "Benefactor, I calculated that you and I are destined."
This destiny is inescapable; we’re bound to meet no matter where we are."
Lionel raised his eyebrows, "You can also calculate fate?"
The monk nodded, "Yin and Yang, Five Elements, Myth Gate Invisible Shield, Geomancy Metaphysics... I’ve dabbled in them all."
"Really?"
Lionel smiled, "Since you said I’m destined with you, let me calculate it as well."
As he said that, Lionel also raised his hand, pinching his fingers to calculate.
A few minutes later.
Lionel was suddenly taken aback.
It seemed that he was indeed destined with this monk.
The monk grinned smugly, "Judging by your expression, you must have calculated it, right?"
Lionel remained expressionless, "I calculated it, but I’m not destined with you."
Having said that, Lionel was about to leave.
He came to Main Country to collect Spirit Stones and didn’t want to get involved with any strangers.
Who knew if he and this monk shared a good or bad fate.
"Hey, hey, hey, benefactor, on the day I left the mountain, my Master said that I would encounter great fortune in the southwest direction!
Since Main Country is located in the southwest of the East Nation, it means that you are my fortune!"
The monk chased after him, shouting.

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