The Amazing Son in Law The Charismatic Charlie Wade

In Jagoan’s heart, unlocking the Soul Palace had become his paramount mission. The enigma of the Eternal Mountains concealed not only savage beasts but also the looming specter of Morgana, a formidable foe who had already left him feeling powerless.

Morgana’s temporary withdrawal offered no solace; he knew she might resurface at any moment. Their sworn enmity meant that, even if she never set foot in China again, he would relentlessly pursue vengeance. Thus, the urgency of opening the Soul Palace gripped him.

Turning to Maria by his side, Jagoan declared, “Once I’ve settled matters in Aurous Hill, I’ll seek opportunities beyond.”

Curious, Maria inquired, “Do you have a specific destination in mind, Young Master?”

Jagoan shook his head, replying, “Since we’re chasing opportunities, we should be spontaneous, go wherever the wind takes us.”

With a hint of exasperation, Jagoan continued, “But the more I think about it, the less clear the starting point becomes. I have family and business ties in Aurous Hill, not to mention its vastness. With only a handful of followers, vanishing from the world isn’t an option. The only practical plan is to tackle one place at a time, returning to Aurous Hill in between for the next venture.”

Sighing, Maria concurred, “Indeed, Young Master. Destiny is a mysterious force, beyond even my divinations. Your choices must be yours alone.”

Jagoan’s fingers brushed his bracelet, sparking an idea. “I think I’ll head to Eastcliff first.”

Maria questioned, “To seek opportunities in Eastcliff?”

Jagoan clarified, “Not exactly. My parents rushed me out of Eastcliff in haste, leaving behind many personal belongings. I intend to revisit the old Jagoan family residence, sift through my parents’

possessions, and trace their journeys. If there are uncharted territories they explored, I’ll follow their path. Who knows, perhaps their spirits in heaven will offer guidance?”

Maria nodded, “Your parents likely had extraordinary experiences. By following in their footsteps, you may uncover valuable insights.”

Jagoan added, “It’s been nearly twenty years since my parents’ accident. During my previous return to the old Jagoan family house, I didn’t have the chance to sort through their belongings. At that time, I never considered the connection between my parents, cultivation, and the ‘Apocalyptic Book.’ Now, it seems these mysteries might have originated with them. I’ll return and explore, hoping to unearth something significant.”

Decades earlier, the Jagoan family had inhabited a grand old house near the imperial city. It was a sprawling courtyard residence, hidden amidst the city’s bustling life yet possessing an unusual serenity.

Recalling his childhood home, Jagoan felt a surge of nostalgia and excitement. “I’ll notify the pilot that, after dropping you off in Aurous Hill, we’ll fly directly to Eastcliff.”

Maria suggested, “If you’re in a hurry, Young Master, you could request the pilot to adjust the route and fly straight to Eastcliff.”

to accompany you, I can reach Eastcliff first and return independently to Aurous Hill. You have pressing matters to attend to there; I wouldn’t

you eager to

anchored in Aurous Hill is the tea business. However, I watered the plants before leaving, and Aurous

“Then please accompany me to

by the invitation and swiftly responded, “I shall follow the

and Maria’s plane received clearance for a

thirty degrees northward in

satellite phone to Jagoan Thompson,

“Hello, who is

Thompson, it’s

this call is coming from the Jagoan family plane. Are you

We’ll be landing in about two hours. Could you arrange for transportation from the

Master,” Jagoan replied respectfully,“I’ll organize a motorcade and personally meet you at the airport. I’ll

in person is too conspicuous. Simply arrange for a car to be waiting at the airport for me. I

Young Master. I’ll see to it. Will you be staying overnight in the old house or returning to

and prepare two guest rooms. I have a

acknowledged, “Understood, Master.

Jagoan concluded, “That’s all.”

await your arrival at the

***

Meanwhile, on another plane.

off earlier had now landed at

Turk, the fake head nun, reported to the elegant middle-aged woman, “Madam, their plane changed course mid-flight. According to air traffic control, they’ve redirected

her brow, murmuring, “Why the sudden change

anxiously, “Could

stating firmly, “That’s unlikely. We managed to evade all surveillance on the return trip. No one should be able to trace