Russell Uncle made a lightheartedment, saying, “Ruge is so admirable and truly valued by you. Ruge doesn’t look down on you; rather, Ruge is simply striving for greater practice. If you can attain immortality, you will eventually possess everything worthwhile in the world. However, if you cannot seek longevity, everything will merely be fleeting, like passing clouds, and won’t endure. Ruge finds this feeling unappealing.”


    Ou Bojun paused, taken aback by the statement, and then sighed, “Is it really so easy to seek longevity? Even someone as esteemed as the British Lord and his elder doesn’t aspire for eternal life. Achieving that requires extraordinary ability, almost like reaching for the sky!”


    Yun Ruge replied calmly, “Whether I pursue longevity or not is my own concern, and whether it is meant for me is a matter for heaven. These two aspects do not conflict with each other.”<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    After a moment, Yun Ruge sent another voice message, stating, “Uncle Russell, although we wear the same robe, our paths diverge. I kindly ask you not to waste time on Ruge in the future.”<fn643a> ?????? ???? Find~Novel</fn643a>


    His tone carried a mix of sadness, anger, and dissatisfaction.


    At this point, Yun Ruge felt too embarrassed to continue the conversation, so he sighed, expressing, “That’s understandable. Uncle Nakul has grand ambitions, and I recognize that I’m not worthy of you. Today, the truth of Meng Lang is gone, and when we meet again, I hope you won’t hold it against Uncle Nakul.”


    Yun Ruge smiled and said, “I tend to forget easily, and I might have identally erased Uncle Jiangong’s information just now. I can hardly remember it.”


    Ou Bojun understood that Yun Ruge was trying to give him an out, and he replied, “If Uncle Nakul has deleted it and forgotten, then I won’t bring it up again. I truly hope that we can both aplish the tasks assigned by the British Lord and return victorious!”


    After Ou Bojun took the hint, Yun Ruge ceased the conversation and simply responded with an “ok.”


    Upon seeing those two letters, Ou Bojun’s mood plummeted.


    Despite having anticipated Yun Ruge’s rejection, the reality of it hit him hard, leaving him feeling utterly uneptable.


    He was not the humble gentleman he portrayed in front of Yun Ruge; in fact, he was quite narrow-minded and harbored grudges against anyone who wronged him.


    In his perspective, Yun Ruge’s rejection was nothing short of a callous act.


    Frustrated, he muttered to himself, “Yun Ruge, why must you be so infuriatingly arrogant around me? You don’t like me, do you? Just wait; I’ll find a way to make you fall for me one day!”


    For the remainder of the flight, he had no outlet for his anger.


    At 11:30 PM, the ne touched down at Larnaca International Airport, and O’Brien exited the airport with empty hands.


    Thete-night drizzle fell softly in southern Cyprus.


    He gged a taxi at the airport entrance, directing it towards the copper mine.


    Before his departure, Wu Shutong had shared the exact location andyout of the mine with him.


    Following his n, he intended to infiltrate the main office building of the copper mine from its periphery, where the sectional governor, Bick, resided.


    More than half an hourter, a taxi stopped at the roadside, less than a kilometer from the copper mine.


    Though the engine and bo remained warm, the vehicle was deserted—no driver, no passengers.


    At that moment, in the woods to the north of the copper mine, Ou Bojun concealed himself within a towering tree, blending in with the dense foliage while maintaining a clear view of the movements on the mine’s north side through the gaps in the leaves.<h3 ss="has-text-align-center wp-block-heading" id="chapter-list"><strong></strong>