Atlas practiced in the Plenilune Pavilion quietly for one night. The Universe Spiritual Energy here was much denser than that in Avondale Road. After one night of practice, he was closer away from the mid stage of Foundation Phase.
That night, at about three o'clock in the morning, the Tsin Family, the top family in Tsinchow, a city adjacent to Lanceham, was still awak.
The Tsin Family's leaders were all summoned back and gathered here.
In the hall, Patrick was still in a coma. Eddy, the young master of the Tsin Family, was carried on a stretcher and complaining to the middle-aged man in the chief seat with a vicious face.
The man's face was gloomy, and he looked dignified without anger. His momentum was restrained, and his sharp face showed a trace of coldness.
He was the current Patriarch of the Tsin Family, Nathan Tsin.
"Father, you must avenge Patrick and me!" Eddy sat on the stretcher and roared with hatred.
Nathan said in a low voice, "Don't worry. Patrick has served the Tsin Family for more than 20 years, but now his Cultivation Base has been destroyed. How dare that man break my son's legs? If we don't avenge him, the Tsin Family will lose face in the future!"
"Brother, it seems that the Tsin Family has been on low-profile for a long time. Some people have begun to ignore us." The third eldest of the family, Andy Tsin says coldly.
Nathan suddenly stood up and looked at the distant sky with a gloomy look in his eyes. He shouted coldly, " Finley, lead your men to find Harry Shaw of the Waymouth and ask him to hand over the culprit!"
Finley Tsin, a middle-aged man in black slowly stood up and bowed expressionlessly, "Yes, sir!"
"Big brother, let's take the opportunity to take over Waymouth!" Andy suggested.
"Don't worry. We'll force Harry Shaw to hand over the criminal first. The next target will be him!" Nathan's eyes narrowed like a hyena.
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Early in the morning, Atlas, who was sitting cross-legged on the top of the villa, opened his eyes.
A light flashed across Atlas' eyes, like a strike of lightning, which made people feel a sense of awe.
"It's still not enough. If I can find some jade or magical artifacts and set up the Energy Gathering Net, it will greatly increase my practice speed."
"It's a pity that the Spiritual Energy on Earth is scarce. These most ordinary materials in circle of Cultivation are very difficult to find on Earth."
Atlas finished his practice, washed up, and then went down the mountain.
On the way, Atlas suddenly received a call from Christopher Hamilton.
Atlas had a good impression of this antique appraiser.
Atlas asked, "Mr. Hamilton, what's the matter?"
Christopher asked gently, "Mr. Lincoln, are you free now? I have something to talk to you about."
"Tell me the address. I'll go find you." Atlas said.
"Then I'll just wait for you at home! Do you still remember the location?" Christopher said.
"Yes, I'll be there soon." Atlas said.
"Okay!"
After hanging up the phone, Atlas went down the mountain. He wanted to go back and tell Francis, but after thinking about it, he gave up.
When he went back, Francis would definitely ask him why he moved out. Atlas did not know how to answer.
He hailed a taxi and went straight to Christopher's house.
Wearing a pink long-sleeved T-shirt with a cartoon doll pattern on her chest, Bianca Hamilton opened the door for Atlas.
This time, when he saw Atlas, Bianca didn't feel any hostility towards him for the first time.
However, the little girl looked at Atlas strangely, like a little girl who saw new toys.
This sort of curious and expectant gaze, coupled with the innocent appearance of Bianca, was extremely "lethal" to men.
However, Atlas had seen too many beautiful women in the previous life. He wouldn't get flustered easily now.
"Mr. Lincoln, please sit down!" Christopher had already made tea and extended his hand to Atlas with a smile.
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