The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call

Chapter 1716 Some Clues

As Wynter approached Rohan, she silently flung a silver needle at him. Rohan instantly dropped to his knees, as though his strength had been drained away.

The chamber of commerce members rushed to support him and glared at Wynter. "What did you do to Mr. Tarvin? "they demanded.

Wynter clapped her hands and glanced at Rohan. "Oh, nothing much. I was just keeping someone quiet. You sure know how to be ungrateful, Mr. Tarvin. It's a pity you're up against me--your good days are over.

"Just to be clear, it's not essential for me to acquire the market, but this place is dangerous. Unlike you guys, who only look out for yourselves, I have the people in mind."

As she spoke, a cultivator in his 40s, with a feather wand in hand, stepped out from the crowd. The chamber of commerce members hurriedly cleared a path for him, which further bolstered his ego.

The cultivator stopped beside Rohan, drawing out the silver needle from the latter's acupuncture point with a flick of the feather wand. He then turned to Wynter and chided, "You shouldn't needle others for no reason."

With a glance at his shoulder, Wynter recognized the cultivator as a disciple in Kaspar's lineage. Out of respect for Kaspar, she refrained from taking any action against them.

Instead, she explained calmly, "I don't usually act unless necessary. And when I do, it's because I'm dealing with a fiend."

Enraged by her words, Rohan attempted to order his men to strike but was stopped by the cultivator.

The cultivator approached Wynter and introduced himself, "I'm Cornelius Dagworth from Mt. Dragon, a disciple of the renowned cultivator, Alban Silvester. Did you mention this place is dangerous? That's ridiculous. "This site sits strategically at the heart of three vital geomantic points, benefitting from a clear north-south energy flow and sustained by the city's fortune. No matter how you look at it, it's a truly valuable spot. It's definitely not as you've claimed it is."

Although Wynter was more well-versed in fortune-telling and geomancy, she had no interest in debating theories with Cornelius. "Even with a highly strategic location, this area is overrun with humans and animals.

"Without proper management, it becomes a breeding ground for germs, risking potential outbreaks."

She continued calmly, "You're Mr. Silvester's disciple, you say? Does he not advise you to trust in science and medicines rather than relying on mediums? Let's be clear-it's the frontline workers who determine this place's cleanliness, not you."

Cornelius bristled at her words and retorted, "I know you're the Quinnell family's daughter. I've been showing you respect because they are acquainted with Mr. Silvester.

"However, I've trained for years at Mt. Dragon. While I may not be as powerful as Mr. Silvester, I do have some skills.

"But you, Ms. Quinnell, are nothing but ignorant. You insult Mt. Dragon's arts with your nonsensical words. It's an utter disgrace to the Quinnells' name. Or, are the youngsters nowadays perhaps prone to exaggeration?"

When Cornelius mentioned Alban, his eyes gleamed with admiration. In contrast, he addressed Wynter with a tone of disdain, seemingly belittling her for her background.

The chamber of commerce members echoed his assertion.

"Mr. Dagworth hails from Mt. Dragon, while you're just a girl taken in by the Quinnells. You don't measure up to him."

"Mr. Dagworth is the Colifernia Chamber of Commerce's esteemed guest. Since his arrival, we've been on an upward trajectory, especially with his participation in the Arcane Way Forum. He even triumphed over foreign fortune tellers recently, bringing great honor to Cascadia!" a member added.

merely a title, nothing more.

girl is all talk when she claims this

Dragon, he had been relegated to house chores and meal duties. While he occasionally trained with Alban, he was

never expected to be recognized upon leaving the mountains. He had everything he wanted in the Colifernia Chamber of Commerce, to the point where he even dismissed Alban's calls. Lost in the flattery and praise, he

asked, "What's

question before replying, "He's Mr. Silvester's mentor. I never expect you to know about him.

join Mt. Dragon, though Mr. Stavius is out of your league. I

if Cornelius was truly Mt. Dragon's disciple. After all, he was nothing like Kaspar. She was certain Cornelius would be

mockery. "Why are you laughing?

a clear north south flow and sustained by the city's fortune, but you fail to realize that toxic energy could be flowing

site if exposed to bloody energy. Tell me, what should be avoided when arranging a

Still, he answered with clear disdain, "Closing off the energy

I ask, is

a swift divination before glancing toward the southwest. "The energy gate is right at it's

from the north-south side.

arrogantly jumped to

retorted that his vision had been obscured. He snorted coldly and shot back, "Sounds like you have an issue with us, Ms Quinnell. Your family owed us a great

into chuckles. "We owe Mt. Dragon a favor, you say? Does Mr.

in fury, when a young cultivator held him back.

insulted Mt.

cultivator, Wolstan Wingfield, warned in a low voice, "Why are you so worked up? Anyone who disrespects Mt. Dragon will face retributions. You're only disgracing its name by

what we're here

books on fortune-telling and bluffed her way through. Our goal is the Arcane Way Forum and to support the Colifernia Chamber of Commerce. Just ignore

more than an ant unworthy of

market, even if you try. This isn't like

can go to the local Bureau of Land Management, but I doubt they'll entertain you. What

her way, noting the disdain in his eyes. Instead of confronting him, she turned to Dalton with a smile. "Have I ever told you how much I hated

to say that all the time. Back in the day, Mt. Dragon's cultivators had been infuriated by her antics, yet

he quickly cleared his throat. "Many grand masters have gone incognito to smaller chapels or lived as ordinary citizens.

to many noble individuals who've contributed to saving humanity. These fools are just basking in their reflected glory," Wynter murmured. Given her

time arguing.

again soon. By then, she would be sure to ask Kaspar how he lectured his disciples. And

her thoughts and coughed softly. "Judging by the time, their blessings should've run dry

now."

Kaspar, speeding toward Hawford on a train, seemed

as well. "I feel like my

Kaspar replied. He couldn't understand why such a thing would occur

out of the