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    He has been apart from his parents for 18 years!


    During this time, Charlie was feeling quite anxious.


    In fact, ever since he received the “Apocalyptic Book,” he hadn’t experienced this level of panic and eagerness in a long while.


    His parentsy in one of the grand mausoleums not far away. If he could just ascend the more than one hundred stone steps, he would be able to visit their graves and pay his respects, realizing his biggest dream after eighteen long years.<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    Yet, he wondered, if these individuals wouldn’t let him through, would he be unable to reach his destination?


    Or perhaps he needed to establish his identity within the Wade family?


    True, being recognized in such a way would allow him to honor his parents, but subsequently, he would face the real challenges ahead.


    Just then, amanding voice rang out: “Let him go up!”


    Everyone turned to see an elderly man withpletely white hair, beard, and eyebrows, approaching slowly with a cane.


    Upon seeing this man, Charlie estimated him to be nearly a hundred years old. Despite his age, he walked remarkably steadily with the support of his crutches.


    It was the twelfth lunar month of winter, and the old man was dressed only in a white Tom Ford suit, yet he appeared unaffected by the cold.<fn7622> ???? ????s? ???????s ?? FindN0vel</fn7622>


    His crutch was particrly intriguing, different from the typical walking sticks Charlie had seen, which often featured dragon heads; this one had a python carved at the top.


    After observing him for a moment, Charlie couldn’t help but wonder: “Could this be the old Chinese Feng Shui master that Uncle Orrin mentioned, who was invited by the Wade family from the United States?”


    He pondered further: “Why did he permit me to go up? Did he see through my true identity? Is his perception that keen? Or is there another method through which he discerned who I am?”


    While he grappled with these thoughts, the security chief interjected in surprise: “Master, didn’t you say that outsiders aren’t allowed to ascend unless they are close friends of the Wade family?”


    The old man smiled gently, looked at Charlie, and replied, “He is not an outsider.”


    This left the security staff even more confused: “Master, what do you mean? I’m not following.”


    The old man chuckled and exined, “I believe this person shares a profound connection with the Wade family from a past life, so he is not an outsider. Allow him to proceed.”


    “A connection from a past life?” The security personnel were skeptical, but considering the mysterious nature of Feng Shui, they thought perhaps it could be true.


    Feeling awkward, he said, “Master, did the Patriarch mean…”


    The old man replied, “Has your Patriarch not stated that, as long as I am here today, I hold the final authority?”


    The security personnel quickly and respectfully affirmed, “The owner did say that!”


    The old man continued, “And has your Patriarch not mentioned that even if I instructed you to dismantle Wade’s tomb, you must not disobey?”


    With even more respect, the security staff replied, “The owner did say it!”


    The old man nodded and asked, “So, if I allow him to go up, do you have any objections?”


    The security staff instinctively took a step back and respectfully said, “Returning to the old master, I have no objections! Everything is at your discretion!”


    The old man nodded in satisfaction, gestured for Charlie to follow, and said, “This gentleman, please.”


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