The Sifang Baozhuang holds the potential to significantly impact the Tang Dynasty. If she is able to acquire the Baobao, it would greatly enhance the fortune of Poqinghui, potentially doubling its power;


    more crucially for Sara, if Po Qinghui’s fortune were to soar, her own personal fortune would undoubtedly be unmatched.


    Sara felt that luck had not been on her side in her quest for the secret to immortality and the key to extending her life for another five centuries. Recently, the Po Qing Society had faced repeated assaults from an unseen enemy, even subjecting Sara to torment. The stress had taken a toll on her sleep and appetite, indicating a sharp decline in her fortune.


    Despite her formidable strength, Sara had lived for four hundred years. Her fate resembled a towering tree, its four hundred annual rings solidifying its strength like iron. Yet, she found herself unable to resolve her predicament on her own.


    Even a Feng Shui master as skilled as Orion Exeor would struggle to address her fate’splexities, given the weight of four centuries of experience.<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    Thus, Sara concluded that only a national treasure like the Sifang Baozhu could alter her fateful course.


    With that in mind, she had resolved to obtain the Sifang Baozhu during her trip to New York, knowing that she could not afford to miss this opportunity.


    Her determination to secure the Sifang Baozhu prompted her to enlist Chen Zhimin and Sean to monitor the antique dealer.


    In her view, the antique dealer was the sole lead to uncovering the Sifang Baozhuang. If she could just get him to talk, she was confident she would learn the whereabouts of the Sifang Baozhuang.


    However, the Sifang Baozhu’s location was currently a mystery, and the antique dealer who held the crucial information had vanished just hours earlier—severing her leads entirely!


    Fuming, Sara nced at the police officer in front of her, realizing he could offer no further insights. She turned her cold gaze to another officer and demanded, “Do you have anything to add to my previous questions?”


    The officer shook his head, replying, “I have nothing to contribute.”


    Sara’s disappointment was palpable as she addressed both officers with a stern voice: “Listen carefully, do not mention our encounter to anyone. If you discover any leads or progress, go to the Starbucks across from the hospital and find me.”


    The officers, still looking dazed but resolute, nodded respectfully, “Understood!”


    Sara disregarded them, turning to exit the hospital.


    Outside, Jadiel was waiting. Noticing Sara’s swift exit, he approached her quietly, asking, “Master Ying, why are you out so soon? Did you uncover anything?”


    Sara shook her head, feeling a sense of futility wash over her. Yet, she knew she couldn’t give up now. She coldly instructed Jadiel, “Contact Wu Yongzhen at the Zuo Army Governor’s Mansion. Tell him to mobilize all intelligenceworks in the United States to find Chen Zhimin, Uncle Sean, and the antique dealer, no matter the cost! I will reward anyone who seeds!”


    Jadiel quickly responded, “Yes, Lord Ying, I will notify him right away!”


    He then asked, “Master Ying, do you need me to arrange a hotel for your stay?”


    Sara shook her head and pointed to the Starbucks across the street, saying, “Let’s go there; I could use a coffee.”


    Jadiel promptly followed her over to the Starbucks, where they found a window seat.


    After they were settled, Jadiel quickly ordered an iced Americano for Sara and brought it to her with respect, saying, “Master Ying, Wu Yongzhen is already taking action.”


    “Good,” Sara acknowledged as she held the cup of coffee but did not drink it. Instead, she gazed out the window at the Manhattan Hospital Building.<fn7004> Latest content published on find?novel</fn7004>


    Suddenly, she saw a police officer rushing out, the same one she had questioned earlier.


    As he hurried towards the Starbucks, a flicker of hope ignited within her—perhaps she was about to receive a new lead?


    With that thought, Sara silently recited a spell in her mind, releasing a small amount of spiritual energy. Instantly, all the Starbucks patrons fell under her influence, bing oblivious to anything she said.


    The officer burst into Starbucks, spotting Sara and racing over to her, respectfully stating, “We’ve just confirmed some information.”


    Sara urged him, “Speak quickly!”


    The officer replied candidly, “Some patients reported hearing helicopter sounds above the hospital early this morning!”


    Sara frowned, contemting, “Could they have escaped by helicopter?”


    In that moment, she turned to Jadiel and instructed, “Inform Wu Yongzhen to thoroughly investigate all helicopters owned by the An family to see which one was at Manhattan Hospital earlier today!”