The Rise of a Master: It Starts With Rejection

Chapter 893

After an hour's flight, Felix landed at Hermestown Airport, where someone was already waiting to pick

him up.

"Mr. Zeller, does this car work for you?"

The arrangements had been made by George. It was a piece of cake for someone like him.

Looking at the sleek black Rolls-Royce Cullinan, Felix gave a nod of approval. "It'll do."

"There's one million dollars in cash in the trunk. Take care, Mr. Zeller."

Driving the Cullinan for another hour, Felix found himself mesmerized by the scenery along the way. Rolling mountains and lush greenery stretched as far as the eye could see. Clearly, the environment was a top priority for Naomi, judging by where she lived. Finally, the car arrived at the destination she had sent him: Juno Village.

From a distance, Felix spotted a familiar figure. It was Naomi Lovelace.

Although her head was wrapped in a scarf and she was dressed like a farmer, it did nothing to mask her beauty, especially when she smiled. She was as captivating as ever, and Felix felt a wave of nostalgia.

Zeller, you're here," she

Felix stepped out of the car, Naomi came forward, followed

naturally played along. "Hmm, these must be

"Yes, that's right."

two boxes and lifted the lids. The sight of cash instantly brought smiles to the

is one million dollars. Please

village chief, stepped forward and said, "Mr. Zeller, the amount our entire village can accept

fine. The carrots you grew were excellent, and I made a good profit. I'd like to give a little extra. Use the remaining money as you see fit-help families in need or support kids attending college. Either way, I won't be taking it back." Hearing that, the villagers were filled with gratitude,

everything was settled, Felix followed Naomi to her home. Compared to the village, it was more secluded, but the tranquility made

to say, Naomi, since when did you become

a

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specialized field! Don't worry, though. Give me another year or two, and I promise I'll cultivate a carrot variety perfect for this

batch was a mess. No one wanted to buy it, so I

of Felix's nine fellow apprentices, Naomi was probably the only one who ever lacked

also the least interested in conflict. Whether or not she even practiced martial arts, or what Gerald had

family. Paying would be