The next day, early morning.
Sunlight passed through the window, shining into the room.
Lionel Yeager and Prajna Bates slept in each other’s embrace, their even breaths echoing throughout the room.
At this moment.
Prajna’s eyelashes, which were as dense as tiny brushes, quivered slightly before she slowly opened her eyes.
Looking at Lionel’s face and recalling last night’s events, a faint blush spread across her delicate, fair complexion.
Her lips curved slightly upward, revealing an expression of sweetness and happiness.
She was finally with the man she loved.
She had no regrets about the events of last night.
Because she genuinely loved and cared for the man before her eyes.
Not much later.
Lionel slowly opened his eyes, only to see Prajna staring intently at him.
"Uh..."
Lionel let out a sigh, asking, "When did you wake up?"
Prajna smiled sweetly and replied, "I’ve been awake for a while."
Lionel continued, "So you’ve been staring at me since you woke up?"
"Yes."
Prajna nodded with a guileless expression.
Lionel laughed, "Don’t you ever get tired of it?"
"I’ll never get tired of it, not in a lifetime."
Prajna shook her head repeatedly.
"Silly girl."
Lionel reached out and stroked her smooth hair, pulling her into his embrace.
This woman had no family left.
From now on, he would be her family and lover.
He would do everything in his power to protect this woman, and he would never allow her to be hurt again.
Prajna’s eyes sparkled with joy, "Mr. Yeager, I feel so happy right now."
"Do you want to be even happier?"
Lionel raised his eyebrows, revealing a mischievous smile.
Hearing his words, Prajna immediately understood the meaning behind them.
She, looking like a frightened little rabbit, shook her head quickly, "No, no, it’s getting late; I should hurry back to my room.
If Brother Bardon Bard and the others see me coming out of your room, who knows what they’ll say."
Lionel replied, smiling, "Oh, it doesn’t matter; we are already together. Let them say whatever they want."
"No, we still need to be careful."
Prajna immediately sat up and began putting on her sleeprobe.
After putting on her sleeprobe, she kissed Lionel on the cheek and said, "Mr. Yeager, you should get up too!"
With that, Prajna left.
"Whew..."
As Lionel sprawled lazily on the bed, he stared blankly at the ceiling.
Now that his Senior Sister had become his woman, Prajna had become his woman, and not to mention Julia Stewart...
Neal Koontz’s predictions were indeed accurate.
Before he left his home, Neal Koontz had said that his love life would be incredibly prosperous and that he should be careful.
He never expected Neal Koontz’s words to come true.
Neal Koontz, what kind of person are you? Are you really an immortal?
Perhaps only after becoming even stronger will he be able to unveil the mysteries behind these riddles.
After lying in bed for a while, Lionel got up, freshened up, and left the room.
About 9 AM.
Lionel and Boris Moore joined others for breakfast in the hotel’s first-floor restaurant.
Boris Moore said, "Everyone, this morning, Bob Johnston called to let me know that their investigation is nearly complete.
They should be back by this afternoon at the latest."
"Really?"
So, please don’t take it lightly."
Lionel Yeager and the others responded in unison.
After breakfast, everyone returned to their rooms.
...
At six o’clock in the evening.
Bob Johnston finally returned to the hotel.
In a luxury suite.
Boris Moore looked at Bob Johnston and said, "Bob Johnston, tell us about the situation at Great Myth Mountain."
"Yes!"
Bob Johnston replied, "After investigating for a day and a night, we found that there are five hundred guards stationed at the foot and mid-mountain of Great Myth Mountain.
The guards at the foot and mid-mountain have relatively weaker cultivation and strength, which is not much of a threat to us.
However, at the mountain top, there are eight old fellas guarding it.
These eight old fellas may be quite strong."
Boris Moore squinted his eyes, saying, "It seems that the real threat to us would be those eight old fellas at the mountain top."
"Who are those eight old fellas?"
Lionel Yeager asked.
Bob Johnston replied, "The eight old fellas are the elders of the four major Onmyoji factions, Shinto Sect, Ichiro Sect, Prime Origin Sect and Seven Stars Sect in Sakura Country.
But due to the limited time, we couldn’t investigate those eight old fellas thoroughly."
Boris Moore patted Bob Johnston’s shoulder and said, "It’s alright, the information you’ve gathered within one day is already good enough."
Bob Johnston frowned and continued, "Master Moore, those one thousand guards at the foot and mid-mountain would rotate daily.
I reckon there are quite a few people from these four major Yin-Yang Master schools in nearby cities.
Therefore, we need to be prepared for their reinforcements.
Even though these guys are average in strength, if there are too many of them, they can still cause us significant troubles."
"Hmm."
Boris Moore nodded and said, "So, we need to act quickly, climb to the top of the mountain as soon as possible, destroy the Eight Huge Tower Main Tower, and then retreat quickly!
It would be best if we could leave before their reinforcements arrive!"

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